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“Dang.”Did that offend anybody? No? Then try this: “Criminy!” Anything at all? Let’s try one more time: “Oh, darn.”
A couple of you may be irritated, but all I’m hearing in my mind’s ear are those infernal crickets. That’s probably because I’m not an Arizona teacher. -
Vegas: Both elegant and edgy
The era when Las Vegas was a dusty frontier stopover for soldiers on their way to the West Coast is long past. And its days as a town solely for those who enjoy rolling dice and flipping cards are gone, too.
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A mom’s a big deal, but not an expert on everything
I’ve never claimed to be the greatest mom in the world. I’m sadly bereft of the Good Housekeeping Seal of Approval, and I lose patience when rules are flouted or when clear instructions are repeatedly disregarded.
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Dads and daughters: Tulsa masher got off light
My husband turns on the news at 5:30 every morning, to provide background accompaniment while we’re getting ready for work. During Friday’s travails, I overheard a piece about a guy wreaking havoc along Cherry Street in Tulsa, setting fires and breaking windows. According to the talking head, the troublemaker also “groped a young woman,” whose father fortuitously witnessed the act, and “knocked out” the masher, or at least “knocked out a couple of teeth.”
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Dads and daughters: The Tulsa masher got off light
My husband turns on the news at 5:30 every morning, to provide background accompaniment while we’re getting ready for work. During Friday’s travails, I overheard a piece about a guy wreaking havoc along Cherry Street in Tulsa, setting fires and breaking windows.
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Mythical creature or hallucination?
It’s been a while since I’ve heard someone claim to have seen a chupacabra. The last witness was in one of the “girls-up-front” positions at the Press a few years ago. She swore she had her sighting in Texas, and fortunately, the nasty, hairless thing was dead.
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Mugs cause as much grief as mouths
Even if poverty has precluded a full complement of presents, you’re seasonally separated from beloved family members, and the stress of the holidays has brought you low, you can at least be grateful for one thing: Between Christmas and New Year’s, most politicians and candidates are sequestered with their own families, thus giving us – and you – a temporary reprieve from their drivel.
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‘Dumber’n a barrel o’ hair’ – is it me?
Thursday, I was working on my intended column for today’s edition. I say “intended,” because what you will read – should you choose to proceed – was not my original plan.
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Is road to hell paved with books?
I have not read the “Twilight” series, nor do I intend to – even if longtime friend Diane (Stotts) Yarnell sends me the books (which she very well may).
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Is road to hell paved with books?
I have not read the “Twilight” series, nor do I intend to – even if longtime friend Diane (Stotts) Yarnell sends me the books (which she very well may). I would not wait in line for tickets to see one of the movies. After camping out for two cold, rainy nights in late 1979 for Eagles tickets , I’m done with that stuff.
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