• Graduation was this weekend for Anderson County High School, and I think this time of year can get anybody reminiscing about high school. For some it was torture, and for others it was a time of glory. Either way, everybody drew their own experience and can offer different advice to graduates.

  • This summer many Kentuckians will receive a check from the federal government as part of an effort to stimulate the national economy.

    Before these checks arrive, think about what will be the best use of this money for you and your family. Spending the money on vacations or new items for your family may not be the best choice.

    If you have credit card or other debt, paying down that would be a better use of the income for your own economic future.

  • As I read about the natural disasters that occurred recently in the Far East, I'm once again reminded of how fortunate I am to be an American.

    Living in the safety of a country that does a pretty good job of protecting most of its citizens most of the time, it's almost impossible to fathom the amount of death and destruction visited upon China two weeks ago and upon Myanmar a week earlier.


    Thankfully, the message was remarkably more interesting than that.


  • Friday after work, I was really hungry.




  • I can't report that we have solved the mysterious noise behind the car wash, but we are getting closer.

    To recap, I used last week's column to ask readers to help figure out what's keeping awake at night a woman who lives in the subdivision behind The Soap Factory, located off the southbound lane of U.S. 127 Bypass.

    She called a couple weeks ago asking for my help to determine what is making the loud steel-on-steel slamming sound which begins around 3:30 a.m. several times each week.



  • So, I moved last week.

    If you noticed there aren't any exclamation marks after that, you're sensing the right tone.

    Don't get me wrong. I'm ecstatic to be living in my new apartment, which in two months or so will be come our apartment. But let's just say moving day didn't go all that smoothly.

    I took the whole day off from work, and Josh and I brought the first load of stuff over around 11 a.m. We got our keys, did the "we're-excited-to-have-our-own-apartment" dance and started putting that first load in place.


  • Do you ever hear things that go bump in the night?







  • The world of journalism is a strange one. You have busy weeks that produce a lot of column ideas, and you have slow weeks that produce zero ideas. But, you also have busy weeks that produce zero ideas (hence the TV column that ran last week), and you have slow weeks that produce a lot of ideas.

    For the most part, last week fell into the latter category.

  • It sure sounds good, that whole restaurant tax idea, especially when its promoters and the city council continue to ignore or at least refuse to question the reality of the situation.

    The sales pitch presented Monday by tourism officials giddily ignored the proposal's economic feasibility, and did so with an enabling assist from council members who asked only a couple of benign questions, including if the money could be used to build a pool. (More on that in a moment.)

  • Reason and common sense dictate that farmers should be forced to purchase a business license, just like any other business in Anderson County.

    Trouble is, reason and common sense are often not attributes ascribed to the way government at any level treats farmers when it comes to taxes - be they property or otherwise.

    Nor should they be.

    Farmers for centuries have occupied a pedestal in America reserved for few others - only members of the armed forces come immediately to mind.

  • What I write rarely makes me feel foolish.



  • While interviewing Tammy Caldwell last week for a story about Humphrey, the camel she recently acquired, I was reminded of my own association with and interest in camels.

    I've never been inclined to own a camel, but have always been intrigued by them.

    There are two true camels, the one humper or dromedary that inhabits the Sahara and surrounding environs of North Africa, and the Asian or Bactrian camel which has two humps.

  • No matter how hard I try to escape it, I can't - I'm pretty much officially a grown up.

    I'm a college graduate with a "big girl" job. (Even though calling it a big girl job makes it sound just the opposite.) But not only that, I'm getting married. And what's more grown up than getting married? Don't you dare say having a child. I'm not ready to do, nor hear, that yet.






