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Monthly Archives: June 2011
The Bottle
His breath filled and left his lungs like the crashing surf in front of him. Luminescent foam and seaweed tickled his toes as he sat on the edge of the Gulf of Mexico. He was pondering his life. No answers … Continue reading
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Campaign ads
We’re getting into the homestretch for political campaigns. And that means one thing: The tide of political ads will begin to rise. You’ll see ads in the morning. You’ll see ads at lunch. Ads will blanket you during to dinner. … Continue reading
Driving for votes
The #1 answer I get when I ask candidates about what’s the hardest part about running for statewide office is this: The travel. And the ones I’ve talked to are aren’t flying the friendly skies. They’re putting miles on their … Continue reading
Wednesday Free-For-All
Good morning! Hope you have a great day
Man in the moon
Like silver ink spilled across the black water, the full moon shined on the reservoir. On its shoreline, A 1970 Chevrolet Impala sat by a boat ramp. And on that Impala sat a small boy and his father. The dad … Continue reading
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A morning with Tate Reeves
Treasurer and now Lt. Governor Candidate Tate Reeves visited The Clarion-Ledger editorial board, and since I was there, I popped in for a listen. A few observations: 1. Reeves, who I like and respect, kept talking about his positive campaign, … Continue reading
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CARTOON: The weight loss method
I’ll be the first to say that this country needs to tighten its belt. But cutting ways for people who want an education is shooting ourselves in the foot.
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