Baseball has one more month left at this writing. Pennant races are hot. Fans are packing in the seats at ballparks all over America. The race is on for one champion to rise above all the others.

So, it is now the time of year where all eyes are watching the games that matter for the teams still pretty much in the thick of things. Where I live, in the northern suburbs of Dallas, there's a baseball team in my area that is very much a part of the races...

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Stevie Wonder "As"


Last night was our celebratory night out for our anniversary. The plans were all set that Steve the cab driver would pick us up at 7 P.M. and bring us out Chapman Highway to Ye Old Steakhouse. A restaurant that has been in business for over 42 years and has a reputation for some awesome potato recipe. We didn't have a reservation as they don't take reservations for parties under 8. So we were winging...

Recently, I had a blog on Case's Column about a big change taking place in my life. My work schedule had undergone changes (that was my choice due to the days off I wanted), and I have to now be up at different hours of the day and night than I was previously accustomed to.

Well, here it is after the very first week I've done this, and I think I'm going to like it.......for now. I don't think I'll want to do this the rest of my life, but at least, there won't...

Here we are once again, with more goodies than you can shake a stick at from the Scattershooting grab bag. So, let's all gather around the computer campfire so that we can toss this proverbial ball around.

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When I first moved into my apartment in Lewisville, Texas, in 2004, the creek that's behind my complex was a very nice sight when looking at it from the road running adjacent to it. The name of the creek is called Timber Creek, and...

Why do we call it "Fall"?
Perhaps because of falling leaves and children--
Children falling into piles of scarlet and gold.

Summer herself, falling;
Falling like the glory of a ripening Rome;
Before the barbarian hordes of frost and wind.

My mother called the bruised apples that fell
Beneath the trees, "drops".
She hurried to use them before they spoiled.

"Don't slam that door; I have a cake...