Inherently Biased By Linda Stowe I used to follow half a dozen podcasters who did nothing except talk about political news. For far too long I was under the impression that they were journalists offering in-depth reporting. I thought this because they seemed to have their fingers on the pulse of what was happening. But […]

Do you eat breakfast? If so, you are not alone. About 15% of Americans skip breakfast most every day. Not me. Heckins no. I love my breakfast. Every day. I have the same thing over and over again. Eggs over easy. Ham. Grits. And an English Muffin. I eat a large breakfast each day. I

Here it is already. April. The showers and all. Spring is springing all about us. April Fools. Well, I thought I’d start the month with some interesting facts. They say that March comes in like a lamb, out like a lion. Or is it the other way around? In like a lion, out like a

Royalty. The Kings and Queens and Dukes and Earls. We have presidents here in the United States. At least, historically, that has been the case. Now we are on the verge of something totally different, thanks to Donny Trump. But that is not what this is about. When we think about royalty, we sometimes picture

Food, glorious food. Hot sausage and mustard. Most of us love to eat. And, choosing where to eat should be simple. I mean, there’s so much goodness out there. But have you ever been in this situation? You put a group of people together, and there’s no clear path to where that group should dine.

News By Linda Stowe I have followed the news all my life, not only because I want to know what’s going on but because I love to read and there are some great journalists out there. Over time I have changed the sources I followed, sometimes because my tastes changed, sometimes because their content changed.

It’s a bird. It’s a plane. No. Wait. It is a chemtrail. We’ve all seen them in the sky, those chemtrails. Truthfully, if you ask me, they are kind of cool looking, the white lines stretching across a blue sky. And of course, we’ve heard the word, the name. But do we really know anything

“Woof, woof. Wooof, woooof, woooof woof?” That is dog language for “Hey, baby. What’s your sign?” Oh, I know. I’m back to the Zodiac. We are all on it. From the first Aries to the last Pisces, and every Scorpio, Aquarius, and Gemini in between. Apparently, they have come up with our perfect dogs. That’s