Ice. We’re expecting some tomorrow when snow changes over to sleet and ice.
Considering the amount of snow we are getting I thought it would be nice to share what I found from “experts” on the Internet who apparently know how to shovel it.
Snow, that is. Continue reading
Don’t blame your mailperson (today’s PC version of, “mailman”) that you’re paying 49 cents for a stamp, or that the U.S. Postal Service wants to eliminate Saturday deliveries of letters. Mail is still in your mailbox six day days a week and still arrives one day of the weekend.
Today is nationally recognized as Thank A Mailman Day, so let’s take a moment to thank the mail carrier who is responsible for getting us our bills and junk mail without trampling through the flower bed too often. Continue reading
Another day and another snowstorm, or so it seems.
So far, we have received about 7″ of snow this morning and it will be hours before it comes to an end.
Boredom has me thinking of a contest. Continue reading
The Day the Music Died, so dubbed by a lyric in the Don McLean song “American Pie,” is a reference to the deaths of rock and roll musicians Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens, and J. P. “The Big Bopper” Richardson, in a plane crash near Clear Lake, Iowa, on February 3, 1959. Pilot Roger Peterson was also killed. Continue reading
Newly appointed councilman Paul James found something in his basement shortly after 1:30 am this morning. A minivan.
The white minivan was the result of a chase by Easton police of the van that was spotted driving without headlights on. The pursuit started around 1:30 a.m. Saturday at 15th and Washington streets in Easton when the driver of the van failed to stop for the police officer. The car sped off and led police on a pursuit. Continue reading
This is the about the 1000th time I’ve written this article.
I’ve seen the same Super Bowl XLVIII so many times that the excitement of seeing that amazing play no longer exists.
Still, I’m obligated to go through the motions of recognizing a rodent that has created a one day tourist industry for some small town in western Pennsylvania that would otherwise have been forgotten.
The way things have been going this winter I’m all for turning that overgrown rat into a hat, or mittens… Continue reading
