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The Valley heat will drive you mad if you let it. Occasionally the summer will present you the opportunity to rub elbows with some of the weirdest people in the world – from Wal-Mart parking lots to country roadsides –  and the range of miscreants, tweekers, and weirdos in the 209 never ends. Most of us have become a bit desensitized by their activities. We see them and hurriedly shuffle past, avoiding eye contact at all cost but sometimes the offer of diving into the public pool of life, and swimming a few laps with these types, is just too enticing. Here ...

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Posted: jun. 26, 2015 12:44 a.m. | | Toboggans & meth Comments 0 Comments

A column about nothing

It has been a few months since I’ve written a sports related column. Trying to pass myself off as a worldly tractor driving comic has been fun – but who am I kidding. Like many a NorCal male, I am a sports fanatic. I realize it is currently in vogue to speak about spending weekends with nature, at an outdoor market, or dare I say a museum – in a nutshell culturing oneself. Please save that talk for the Harvard reunion I’m never attending. Put me in an air conditioned room, with a TV and a plate of food and ...

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Posted: jun. 19, 2015 1:20 a.m. | | A column about nothing Comments 0 Comments

MRPS Festa is a family affair

I would like to thank Chris Teicheira for entrusting me to pinch hit for him while he is in Oregon.  

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Posted: jun. 12, 2015 2:20 p.m. | | MRPS  Festa is a family affair Comments 0 Comments

Meet George Jetson . . .

We have come a long way in a short time with our technological advances. The capability of finding out who played bass for the Doobie Brothers, or where the closest taco truck is while on the west side of Turlock, is now readily available with the click of a cell phone. But some things have remained stuck on the ground – as in our cars. I think back to watching The Jetsons, and realize they dangled that flying car in front of a kid, like it was just a few years from becoming reality. But here I am in 2015, still ...

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Posted: jun. 05, 2015 12:52 a.m. | | Meet George Jetson . . .  Comments 0 Comments

The graduation confrontation . . .

It’s the last week of school for the town’s outgoing Senior Classes. Finals, Disneyland, Senior Fun Days, and Grad Night mark the end of their journeys through high school. Tying off all the loose ends, and saying goodbye to faculty and friends. I remember my last week like it was yesterday, all my classmates reaping the rewards of 4 tumultuous years – but they were all doing it without me. I’d been given the old heave-ho exactly 8 days before graduation. I’m here to warn you seniors, “It ain’t over til it’s over”. There is ...

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Posted: may. 28, 2015 11:59 p.m. | | The graduation confrontation . . .  Comments 0 Comments

Bon Bons & the Kangaroo Court . . .

There is nothing more fruitless and futile, than an argument with someone on Social Media. A person can easily find themselves embroiled in a 3 day hash slinging competition – and who has the time for that?...Well, I do!

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Posted: may. 22, 2015 12:55 a.m. | | Bon Bons & the Kangaroo Court . . .   Comments 1 Comment

Readers share thoughts about Memorial Day

Editor’s note: Chris Teicheira asked his readers to post  some of their thoughts about memorial Day.

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Posted: may. 22, 2015 12:54 a.m. | | Readers share thoughts about Memorial Day Comments 0 Comments

The word you shouldn’t utter

It happened again. Somebody used “that” word right in front of me. They didn’t even have the tact or shame to say it under their breath. He just blurted it out in mixed company, as if his level of comfort with it somehow gave him license to spread it to others in our community. It is a word I despise as much today, as the day I heard it for the first time. It is a word so ugly and pervasive, it should required to carry a bar of soap when using it. 

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Posted: may. 15, 2015 12:57 a.m. | | The word you shouldn’t utter Comments 0 Comments

Dear Mom . . .

Thank you for always making the edges of my fried eggs crispy. Thanks for letting me read an entire Heathcliff book to you in one sitting – and do it each day – because I needed to practice my comedic timing at age 7. Pretending you didn’t notice I was watching Saturday Night Live in my bedroom, when I should’ve been in bed asleep. For giving my 3 awesome siblings...the time you allowed me and my friends to . . . wait a second!. 

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Posted: may. 08, 2015 1:03 a.m. | | Dear Mom . . . Comments 0 Comments

Please wait ...