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.
Wood boring beetle larvae could trump human beings.
"Your post office box?"
Look around Manteca, or any town for that matter. You will see street lights not working because someone has pulled the copper wire.
There are feral pigs in San Jose.
This is a column about pants.
I am PepsiCo's worst nightmare.
There is a special bond that exists between father and youngest son in the Goatcher household, and it almost always reaches a crescendo about this time of the year.
It was driving Sawyer slightly crazy.
There is a connection between being allowed to carry a concealed weapon and national security, but it isn't what you think.
I had bonked the previous day on Sonora Pass on a 90-degree day. It was the sixth day of a fully loaded touring bicycling trip with two teen boys. I was carrying 80 pounds of gear and supplies on my touring bicycle. They were on racing bicycles with just handlebar bags. The object was to crisscross seven major Sierra passes in seven days. The previous day we had crested Tioga Pass and were headed to Topaz Lake via Sonora Pass before tackling Monitor Pass and heading home to Lincoln.