Allowing a tidal wave of discontent over "local" access to a 70,000-square-foot indoor water park capsize the proposed Great Wolf Resort wouldn't make any sense if the economic numbers really do work for Manteca.
I hurried outside into the parking lot of the Manteca Bulletin as I took a quick break from work. The time was 1:37 a.m., Tuesday, Dec. 21, 2010.
Great Wolf Resorts could - if the numbers work out - become the Mother Lode of all Manteca Redevelopment Agency endeavors.
Do not - I repeat - do not go hunting for a Christmas tree with someone who is pursuing a double major in engineering and architecture.
I was laying flat on my face inches from a 1,500 foot vertical drop along a ledge on the back side of the final leg of the trail up Mt. Whitney.
The ticking time bomb known as the Sacramento-San Joaquin Delta poses a serious threat to the economic future of California, the ability to feed much of this nation, and to preserve a key Pacific Coast estuary for both fowl and fish.
Sadie Cabral was a classy lady who loved making people smile.
Justice is bittersweet.
The business climate is bad in California.
I always love getting calls from people who live on the East Coast or Midwest this time of year.
I'm not a huge fan of hunting.
Sylvia Siegel was an amazing woman.
It was the ultimate defining moment for the out-of-control culture of entitlement.
Ben Cantu - who finished second in the Manteca mayor's race last month - sounded like a broken record at times during the campaign when he harped on the city's "inability" to adopt a plan and stick to it.
Remember the howling wolf?
Early February in the Northern San Joaquin Valley can drive you crazy if you let it.
Ready for the ultimate fish fry?
It's only fitting to start your diatribe about how racist the school system is by making a racist statement of your own.
Connect the dots.
Perhaps you don't like the new medians on Louise Avenue.
I ran for the school board back in the 1990s. My claim to fame was an endorsement from the Stockton Record (the Bulletin does not endorse for local races) and I thought I stood a decent chance. I am not wrong often, but boy did I misjudge that one.