May, 2006
Blackberry winter has just ended, I’m told. I sure hope so. As long as it has lasted and as cold as May has been, we should have a bumper crop this year.
I stated in an earlier article that weekly columnists sometimes run short of time, material or both. Bobby and I have different philosophies on politics. We often debate the issues with no holds barred.
A number of articles including several in this publication have been written regarding the expulsion of the gay student at the University of the Cumberlands. The same tired argument is used by the right wing activists.
Into each life some rain must fall. There will be good days and bad. There will be hills and valleys. If you are walking, running or riding bikes around here; it seems there are very few valleys and no shortage what so ever of hills.
In the year 2000 we saw the eighth wonder of the world emerging and wondered just how can this be happening? I am referring to the 2000 election in Florida where a few individuals changed the course of history and affected the entire world. We are experiencing living in a more unpredictable world due to their actions.
Last week I wrote about how my car was unfairly towed while I was attempting to move out of the dorm. Now you’d think that the towing (and more specifically, the towing bill) would be enough “bad luck” in the car department for me for awhile right? I mean, I feel like I’ve definitely had more than my share of incidents concerning my vehicle—let someone else have a turn for awhile!
Why does any President of the US want a second term? They all go for it but only about half of them are unfortunate enough to succeed. They use their first term trying to get elected for a second term.
High School graduations are, or soon will be over. The robes have been returned; all the presents have been opened and the tassels are safely tucked in the sock drawer never to be seen again. A milestone in many young lives has been reached and many are wondering behind their senior bravado, what next?
A few weeks ago I was emptying fertilizer from bags into a loader bucket to be dumped into a fertilizer spreader. One bag slipped and as I reached to grab it, I heard a snap in my arm.
