“I interrupted you reading the paper at a restaurant and sat down to talk to you. I wanted you to write about me and my experiences but you didn’t seem too excited. I thought my story would be great.
Thoughts on happenings in the city of Madera.
(Note: While the writer’s gal is still recovering from heart surgery, this column is from the archives of Nov. 14, 2005.)
To answer some of our readers’ inquiries, the Discovery Center out at Fairmead will be celebrating National Fossil Day tomorrow, and no, I will not be on display.
I’ve been taken for a ride a few times, and taken for granted a lot more. However, my gal and I were taken to dinner at Cool Hand Luke’s by some old friends this past Saturday.
Received my sample ballot recently, and this scribe had heard something about the election being a joke and indeed, the ballot did note comedienne Rosanne Barr was running for president on the Peace and Free
I didn’t like it and most baseball fans didn’t like it. Unless you’re a St. Louis Cardinal fan.
Wednesday’s column had the headline “Beans and laughing gas.” Which brings us to this morning, and the fact my truck is near empty, and I need to get gas.