There’s an ordinance against blowing lawn waste into the street or gutter. Think about it, though. The idiots are always going to prefer a howling leaf blower over a quiet rake and broom.
All that public money to beautify the the river west of downtown for all to see, and now a handful of city officials want to give it all to their developer friends who plan to hide it behind some ugly apartment buildings. I want my money back.
I always thought the president, representatives and senators were in Washington, D.C., to solve the nation’s problems instead of being the nation’s problems.
Call me a bitter old man, if you’d like. I don’t care. I worked hard for a long time to get what I have, and too many are trying to tell me they are entitled to much of it.
The social experiment for artificially propping up the “disenfranchised” with special programs, giveaways and academic “affirmative action” has utterly failed. The unavoidable outcomes of failure were predicted. Time to judge based on their actual abilities and character, not on their ethnicity or skin color.
I’ll never understand why women have such low self-esteem that they will take in losers just out of prison and put their children in danger. Can someone explain that to me, please?
One person gets thousands of dollars to teach ball. A coach fired from his job gets thousands of dollars. Thousands of men and women have no jobs, shelter or food. Something is wrong with this picture.
To the person complaining about fruit flies: Eradicate them by filling a clear plastic tumbler almost to the top with apple cider vinegar. Cover with plastic wrap, secure with a rubber band, and poke some holes with a toothpick. Done.
I’m really mad that Brad Paisley didn’t make it back to Wichita this year. I’ve seen him every year for the past few now. On the other hand, we had Luke Bryan to drool over.
Miley Cyrus, Beyonce, Madonna, Lady Gaga and others, by their public performances – plus many non-celebrity women by their actions, speech and dress – prove they don’t need men to demean them. They are very capable of demeaning themselves.
“Thank you” to the lady at a Starbucks drive-through who paid for my latte. You made my day. I have paid it forward.
Question: Where do you see yourself in five years? Answer: In this economy, who knows?
My morning “har, har, har” doesn’t come from the comics but rather the Opinion Line.