When Rodents Attack. Sounds like a Discovery Channel end-o'-the-world special. Actually, it's the latest chapter in the ongoing Santa Clarita saga of Yuppies vs. Rodents.
Our baby, Caleb, is now 14 years old. He plays football over at Hart High and has grown about three feet in two months.
I used to think Moon Men haunted one of the shopping malls where I grew up. Moon Men, I thought, crashed into the Earth many years ago and created communities underground. I'd seen the creatures driving their moon vehicles out of tunnel openings in the mall parking lot, searching for victims to prey upon.
A few days ago, the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service issued its final "biological opinion" on the Sacramento Delta Smelt.
Another October, another Santa Ana wind storm and another three or four destructive wildfires.
Christ Lutheran Church in Valencia has long been blessed by a remarkable head pastor. "Joe the Pastor" is one of those scholar pastors whose sermons are nothing short of poetry - and appeal equally to the mind as well as the heart.
There I was, shaking my hips, waving my arms and grinning maniacally when it suddenly hit me: Ellen DeGeneres is dancing next to me and the cameras are on us!
Candidate Carole Lutness sat punctually at the table, waiting for Carrie and I to arrive for a lunch meeting. Carole had asked to get together to explain her candidacy for Assembly District 38.
With Obama's presidential victory, Democrats have taken the first step toward turning the economy around and launching us on a path to recovery. Although we are still facing some very trying times, we should soon be able to make the changes we so desperately need.
As I survey the wreckage of the last election, I am reminded of other great disasters: Hurricane Katrina, local wildfires, the Northridge earthquake, or Gary Horton's most recent column reporting on last Thursday's meeting of the Friends of Fidel Coffee Klatch at Starbucks.
It shouldn't come as a surprise to anyone reading this "Right Here, Right Now" column to find out I am a faithful and proud Republican.
For me, gratitude comes in waves, and I was bowled over earlier by a simple gift. At the crossroads of my country flirting with socialism, with a helmet-headed Illinois governor flaunting his power like Caligula, with O.J. going to jail until his 90s, I noticed something.
I love the rainy, gloomy weather this weekend. It almost "feels" like the holidays, doesn't it?
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In his epic historical novel "War and Peace," Leo Tolstoy likened Napoleon and other "leaders" of great historical movements to a jungle monkey that accidentally falls out of his tree perch onto the back of a rampaging elephant, and then through the ultimate act of hubris convinces himself that he controls the movement of the elephant crushing everything in its path even though he hangs on for dear life.
Out of the millions of women celebrating childbirth this week, one really takes the cake: 70-year-old Rajo Devi of India.
I learned early the mantra that "hard work pays off." My father was a hard worker and was determined not to have any sons who were slackers.
Does anyone else find it interesting that our Founding Fathers made no mention of establishing a police force to protect the citizenry of the country?
We're finally getting our new street today. It took civic action by many in our neighborhood over the course of two full years, but the city has finally come around and allocated resources to maintain the assets for which we pay the taxes for them to maintain - in the first place.
For more than 15 years, several times a week, I find myself standing in line at the "criminal window" at one of our local county courthouses.
I grew up working odd jobs to earn money. In the winter I would go from house to house with my snow shovel, and in the summer you could find me wheeling my gas lawn mower down the block to service the five families that paid me to mow their lawns weekly. It was a great operation, and kept me in soda, sunflower seeds, and fishing bait throughout my summer vacation from school.
The news has been dominated for several weeks now with coverage of our rapidly deteriorating border security and the influx of children, in particular, traveling alone and coming into our country illegally.
I have written in this column in the past that I support illegal immigration. This position has earned me the ire of my fellow conservatives.
Kathy Norris of the Valley Industry Association paid me a visit a few weeks ago as part of a local business survey.
The political world is never static. The never-ending battles for power, prestige, policy and the perceived moral high ground are endless and endlessly fascinating.
If you've been to Castaic Lake recently, you may have noticed you're seeing a lot more of the launch ramp than usual. These days, that launch ramp is loooooong.
Part of the joy, and most of the misery, of my job as a pastor is being with folks when they in trouble, surrounded by the carnage of poor choices, and facing what appear to be insurmountable obstacles.
As a Muslim-immigrant to the United States of America, I find special meaning in the Fourth of July, an occasion symbolizing the struggle for freedom.
By now, the phrase "Respect is a Two-Way Street" may be a familiar one to Santa Clarita residents. That's because this is the main message behind the city's new safety campaign to help keep bicyclists, motorists and pedestrians safe on our roadways.
Undoubtedly by now you have observed the rather casual manner in which our president responds to each new scandal that pops up - and they do keep popping up.
A key role of the Santa Clarita Valley Economic Development Corporation is to attract new companies to the Santa Clarita Valley that bring high-quality jobs.