Our capacity for stupidity seems endless.
It’s 10:30 Tuesday morning. On the way to the kitchen, I looked out at semi-frozen Lake Erie from the living room picture window. I couldn’t believe my eyes. There, maybe 200 yards out on the now thinly frozen Great Lake, was a cross-country skier and a dog.
The temperature was [...]

Before transferring my journalism flag to the entertainment and opinion pages, I did my newspapering as a sportswriter for the Peoria Journal Star. While I loved the actual work, I came to detest the hours. And the nights. And the weekend assignments. And the fast food.

One more sad dog tale …

I still remember that sickening panic 21 years ago when my passport went missing. Also – Tiger Woods, Politics and Erie Rail Lines.

Now maybe it’s just me, but after reading the detailed stories, penetrating columns and sassy blogs painstakingly detailing how the Tea Party movement could forever alter American politics, all those despicable images depicting President Obama wearing Hitler mustaches re-emerge in all their hateful excess.

Several times over the past 10 months since I left the Erie Times-News, people asked when I was going to start writing again.