A couple of days ago, one of my colleagues complained that Google's autocomplete suggestions were becoming frighteningly intuitive. Halfway through typing her search phrase, the complete phrase she had in her head was already showing up in grayed-out type in the search window.
It's back-to-school time in the Santa Clarita Valley. Students from Castaic Union School District are already back in the classroom, Sulphur Springs goes back Aug. 18, Saugus schools begin on Aug. 17, most Newhall schools go back Aug. 17, and Hart District students begin on Aug. 18.
When the federal government, through the Bureau of Land Management, made the decision to allow mining on the east side of Santa Clarita, it was 1990 - more than two decades ago - and the decision was made without taking into consideration the many impacts a large-scale mining project would have on the community.
For some reason, most likely one arising from childhood psychological trauma, the many subtleties of words and phrases - and sometimes their downright weirdness - fascinate me. And the smallest quirks of lingo can send me on extended and perilous journeys of expression-analysis, from which I might, one day, not return.
It was hot and humid week in the Santa Clarita Valley. Of course, it is August, and such heat (sans humidity) is to be expected. Wake me when it's November.
With the recent decision by the city of Los Angeles to pull its red-light cameras, we thought it would be a good time to discuss Santa Clarita's seven intersections that have these cameras, and why our city will continue using them.
Benjamin Franklin is credited with the first utterance of the statement, "In this world, nothing is certain but death and taxes." That's some handsome verbiage, and until cloning really gets off the ground, it will remain very true. (Taxes will be around long after we conquer death, my friends.)
It's a hot one this weekend, which is not surprising because August arrives Monday. Only a little more than two weeks before school starts for many children of the Santa Clarita Valley.
It is often said the little things in life bring about the biggest impacts.
So I attended the local performance of "The Music Man" last Saturday and, of course, it still had the song "Seventy-Six Trombones" in it. And, of course, I sang along.
Finding ourselves in the doldrums and emptiness left in our lives by the complete fizzle of Carmageddon, I think we are all in need of a pick-me-up.
It seems like nearly everyone has skipped town in the Santa Clarita Valley to get in a little summer vacation before the kids head back to school in just a month. It seems summer just gets shorter and shorter for schoolchildren.
Throughout downtown Newhall, community members can see the physical transformation and enrichment of Newhall as a result of revitalization efforts.
I'm going out on what I feel is a pretty sturdy limb here, my friends, and predicting most confidently that the whole 405 freeway "Carmageddon" thing this weekend will turn out to be a big nothing.
Hmmmm, are we having a Midwest kind of summer? I enjoy looking at the beautiful, fluffy white thunderheads that have towered over the Santa Clarita Valley in the past few days. However, I can really, really, really do without the humidity.