It's not hard to identify with Utah mom Judy Cox's frustration. She was recently shopping in her local mall with her 18-year-old son when she spotted the window display in the PacSun boutique.
When you're writing about people in politics, you should pay closer attention to what they do than to what they say.
I was on the telephone with a salesman from the North (Atlanta) the other day, when he mentioned something that caught me off guard, which is where I usually am anyway.
Many of you have written to say you oppose House Bill 875, which would allow weapons in houses of worship and is currently making its way through the state legislature faster than a speeding bullet. I suggest you let the bill's author, State Rep. Rick Jasperse, R-Jasper, know, too. Call him at 404-656-0188, or email firstname.lastname@example.org.
When legislators launched this year's episode of the General Assembly, they were determined to get the session completed quickly so they could start campaigning for those early primary elections on May 20.
There's a difference in being stupid and being senile.
My fellow Georgians, in order to keep my national certification as a modest and much-beloved columnist, it is a requirement that I submit to you annually a State of the Column message. This I do today. (Yea! Clap! Clap! Clap!)
Georgia has become the country's laughingstock after the national media watched the metro Atlanta region grind completely to a halt over a 2-inch snowfall.
As I've said in this space before, I am afraid of pickles.
American humorist Will Rogers once said, "I don't make jokes. I just watch the government and report the facts."
Nobody at the Capitol was talking about the legalization of marijuana this time last year, but suddenly it's become a leading topic of discussion in the General Assembly.
What's the difference between a discussion and a debate?
I love to skimp. I get giddy with delight when I save some coin.
I read a news report this week that says while we are living a lot longer in the U.S., people in other countries are living even longer. Bummer.
Every family has its little traditions. When I was growing up, each year from the time I was 4 until I entered high school, there was a birthday trip to the Atlanta Zoo. Every August, I would invite a friend and my parents would take us on a day trip.
Anyone with a sense of history who has watched the fascinating new Ken Burns documentary on PBS, "The Roosevelts: An Intimate History," may have experienced a sense of déjà vu during episode six, which chronicles the tumultuous events of 1939-44.
I have one of the most interesting jobs in the world. One day I am advising world leaders on the nuances of international monetary policy. The next day I am consoling a distraught reader who thinks I need to "look within myself spiritually."
Over the past 10 years, Georgia has served as the location for a wide-ranging experiment in economic theory.
Until I heard her speak at a benefit luncheon, I thought Ronda Rich was a bit of an empty-headed lightweight. I was wrong, wrong, wrong, and she has become one of my must-read columnists.
The Woman Who Shares My Name instructed me that this week's column was to be about positive things. She says she is tired of bad news and thought you felt the same way.
I don't pay a lot of attention to football. Even though I was a proud Red Elephant during the heyday of Bobby Gruhn and Tommy West, I just never caught the fever. Four years at the University of Alabama during the reign of Bear Bryant did nothing to pique my interest. Since I married a man whose football apathy mirrored my own, there was never an incentive to learn or follow the game.
In our system of government where citizens elect those who will make the decisions for them, voter registration and the casting of ballots are the fundamental elements of democracy - the blocking and tackling, to use a football analogy.
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