Added by Terry S. Davis on December 31, 2010 at 10:50am — No Comments
I'm a triathlete. I have spent nearly 20 years pursuing triathlon in my own little corner of the world, and only this past year have I called myself a triathlete. I rarely make it in the top three in my age group, but usually make the top 50% in the larger races, and top 10% in the smaller ones. So - your slightly better than average wanna-be who never had any real genetic talent as an athlete, but who always has had a fierce sense of determination and persistence. I envy those "natural"…Continue
You want to tell people about hiking on White Mesa. You want to describe what it looks like. You use words like "views," "panoramas," "vistas" and "pretty." You mention the natural springs bubbling out of mounds, the crackling layers of minerals and how the ground around the trails is actually alive. None of it does…Continue
I have this odd habit of remembering the first time I encounter new words. More than meet-ups with new faces and new places, the circumstances surrounding my new word encounters are inscribed on my brain’s memory card.
Take this word:…Continue
“Let it go, let it go, let it go…” Here is a quick, feel-good, stress-reducer for all ages
on this last week of 2010!
Added by Barelas Babe on December 27, 2010 at 5:00am — No Comments
Stewart S. Warren, writer and performance poet, was born 1950 into the affluent southern society of Tulsa,…
If in other sciences we should arrive at certainty without doubt and truth without error, it…Continue
I just got home from looking at all the beautiful luminarias and lights in the North Valley, Country Club area and Old Town. I had planned on writing about a very special house in Old Town, but got a late start and couldn't get to the house on time. That story will have to wait until next year.
This year I…Continue
A few years ago in Los Angeles, Chevy Chase saw the same production of A Christmas Carol (above) that we had last night in Popejoy Hall. After the show,…Continue
This book is a close look at a man who was raised by a mentally ill grandmother in the South Valley of Albuquerque, New Mexico after his birth mother handed him over to her parents.
Mr. Griego’s memoir takes the reader thought his long life of pain and misery after he was diagnosed with a mental illness himself. He describes the details of how the medications caused uncontrollable side effects and his debrief with his diagnoses.
This book takes you into the mind of someone who…Continue
Added by Mary Jane Collins on December 23, 2010 at 6:30pm — No Comments
Dear Mayor Berry,
This is a disturbing story reporting unsafe levels of hexavalent chromium (the Erin…Continue
Added by Mary Montano on December 22, 2010 at 8:18pm — No Comments
Added by Tim Keller on December 22, 2010 at 4:56pm — No Comments
Overnight, as it were, he is a different man. He becomes a religious enthusiast. He is unable to focus on anything else. As soon as his sobriety begins to be taken as a matter of course, the family may look at…Continue