The early voting lines lengthen as Nov. 4 approaches. The finger-pointing becomes angrier. The Republican blame game grows louder. The polls, one by one, highlight double-digit divides between first-place Barack Obama and lagging John McCain.
In the beginning ... what?
Today, Lake Lanier rests at 1,053 feet above sea level, roughly 18 feet below full pool. This time last year, Lake Lanier was only 10 feet below full pool.
Leave it to my friend and counselor, Skeeter Skates, owner of Skeeter's Tree Stump Removal and Plow Repair in Greater Metropolitan Pooler, to shake me out of my doldrums.
I haven't cared much for the French since some weenie named Jean-Paul Monchau came to Atlanta a few years ago as France's consul general. He'd barely unpacked his bags before he announced that he intended to have the state of Georgia declare a moratorium on capital punishment and that he intended to see that the moratorium became permanent.
I think I was about 9 when I got my first hamster.
I went to the local election office in DeKalb County last week to cast an early ballot for the Nov. 4 election, thinking it would be a good idea to vote ahead of time and beat the crowds on election day.
All through the spring and summer months, whenever he would discuss his upcoming Senate race with reporters, Saxby Chambliss would always remind them: "We know that this is going to be a very tough race."
Look out. Our friends in the General Assembly have quietly plugged a few words into the Nov. 4 ballot to test voters. They want to know if we are still chumps.
Nov. 4 could be a game-changing day in the life and career of Karen Handel, and she is not even standing for re-election.
Some people contend there can't be two winners in a debate. In political debates, to maintain proper context, one must weigh judging on what each participant was trying to accomplish. It is possible, and happened in the two debates since I last wrote.
A wise man once said "the difference in a pessimist and an optimist is the pessimist is better informed." If this is true, than I must be better informed than the dynamic duo of Henry Paulson and Ben Bernanke. I don't have a degree in economics like them, but I am definitely a pessimist.
The current economic crisis has demonstrated that we have a major disconnect between the people and our president, senators and representatives. We desperately need some leader to break out of the sound bites and spin control of statements that makes them mostly empty.
After the unexpected death of my beloved grandson, Zack Wansley, I wasn't sure I wanted to do this anymore. Twitting inept politicians, know-it-all media, smug entertainers, greedy CEOs and the terminally humorless seemed absurdly irrelevant.
Speaking in the early 1990s, when the median price of a home was about $108,000, the late Larry Burkett asked, "What do you think the price of a house would be if you couldn't borrow to buy a house? Do you think a $108,000 house would sell for $108,000 if you couldn't sell it to anybody with a loan?"
There's an old joke that goes, "a bank is a place that will lend you money if you can prove that you don't need it."
As of this writing, six world powers have reached an agreement with Iran that would prevent that country from developing nuclear weapons.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
When it comes to holidays, I've always preferred Thanksgiving to Christmas.
Last week, family and friends gathered in the small town of Chattahoochee Hills, south of Atlanta, to celebrate a life well-lived. Our late grandson, Zack Wansley, was honored at the dedication of "Zack's Glade," a pristine and picturesque piece of Cochran Mill Park near where he died while training for the Atlanta Marathon in 2008.
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