Dirty Harry – a creation of Hollywood – could not thrive in the real San Francisco as an inspector.
An iPod costs as much as a dental exam and cleaning.
I drove to Lodi Saturday without having to go through government checkpoints.
Passing gas could one day become a criminal act.
Thank goodness the current California Legislature wasn't around during the Great Depression.
There still appears to be some confusion about the facts concerning the City assuming responsibility for the Landscape Maintenance Districts (LMD). The intent of this blog is to provide clarity to some of the points made in the opinion column in Thursday's Manteca Bulletin.
Four different contractors deploy at least a dozen people in any given week to work on the 30-plus landscape maintenance district (LMD) that cost homeowners collectively close to $1 million a year.
The party's over.
My retail days seemed like a lifetime ago.
What a difference 45 years make.
Are the illegal residents washing dishes in a restaurant or picking fruit the root of all evil when it comes to California's economic maladies?
I'm not a huge fan of recalls but given the fact no one up in Sacramento really got the message May 19 I'm in favor of a total recall.
Jerry Brown was right.
Reading the endless back-and-forth between Republicans and Democrats in these pages is often good for a few minutes of low-cost entertainment.
The price of liberty is high.
Joy Stewart was 22-years-old.
The Stockton Area Atheists and Freethinkers are gathering tonight at 8 o'clock in the relative warm confines of the McFall Room of the Manteca Library for a lecture.
My father and my grandmother had a special relationship.
How much does a gallon of gas cost in taxes? Try 61.2 cents.
The Mexican government has slapped a 16 percent luxury tax on all processed dog food.
"Governors can't make rain."
Working as a barista, I have made it my goal to leave a positive impression if possible on every coffee-loving customer that comes my way in hopes of being a blessing to them. But recently the tables were turned and I found myself on the receiving end of blessing from one of my customers.
You might be a Mantecan if . . .
Are you jumping for joy yet?
The unexpected joys are sometimes the best at Christmas time as when I witnessed a unique sparkle that opened my eyes during a family dinner in San Diego – my niece expressing herself through her poetry.
I was born male.
I am not upset at Target.
Nagging is in. Big time.