Point of No Return

Oxford has officially lost its sense of purpose

I’m a bit of a word nerd.

I say that not because I find myself getting wedgies at the water fountain while I’m conjugating verbs, but because I find myself getting a little excited every year when the major dictionaries announce the new words they will be including in their listings. English is a language that began as a conglomeration of others, and has constantly evolved over time to reflect the world in which we live.

Think local this year, for all of our sakes

Starbucks cups aside, it’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas already.

A year of fear. A year of joy. A year of learning

Monday, Nov. 9, marks one year of me being a father. In a related subject, it will also be my daughter’s first birthday.

What’s in a name, you ask? Well, a lot

Well, we’re certainly deep into election season now, aren’t we?

Appreciation a better tool than litigation

We focus a lot on the negatives in life.

I’m not judging. I certainly do it myself far more than I should. Instead of taking a deep breath and appreciating all the good that envelops my life, I often focus on the bad, or the things I want to be in my life, but in fact, are not.

Sharks, bears and bees? Beware the selfie

During a rare moment of breath-catching the other night, I slowly sat on the couch — my attention divided between watching my 10-month-old bundle of mayhem attempt to reach out and grab all that she should not grab and catching glimpses of the evening news on the television.

A grumpy old man is getting tired of the hate

As much as I’ve attempted to swaddle myself in a blanket of denial, I am indeed getting older.

NFL is a mess. But that doesn’t matter now


I just did a hashtag. Did you see that? All the people saying I’m a dinosaur newspaper man who can’t keep up with the changing times, take that. I am a man of the “now” generation and can make my point through the short-but-sweet tool of the hashtag.

Labor Day is just the beginning of the fun

Labor. Day. Weekend. Those are three words that carry significant weight in our little slice of heaven by the shore.

Freeman Stage an absolute treasure to area

You want to know what’s a good time?

Yes, picking through a bunch of steamed crabs with your friends while enjoying some cold adult beverages is definitely a good time. And, sure, hanging out on the beach with your loved ones on a “Sunday Funday” is always a good time. And I suppose calling that number etched into the wall in the bathroom stall that promises a good time could do just that, but Tom Maglio doesn’t always answer his home phone, so there are no guarantees on that one.

There are times the old filter just doesn’t work

On occassion, I have “filter” issues.

No, not the kind of filter one would find with an air conditioning unit, nor the kind that keeps coffee grounds out of your cup every morning. I’m talking about that metaphorical internal filter we’re all supposed to possess that provides us guidance in terms of what information we should share outwardly, and what we would best be served just keeping to ourselves.

It’s the one that has saved millions of marriages over the years when a husband is asked, “Do I look fat in this?” The one that kicks in to offer a breath of sanity when a guy built like a Mack truck on steroids looks directly into your eyes at a bar and asks, “You got something to say?”

Another year of amazing memories in Roxana

Greetings from Roxana!

Well, technically I’m writing this from my comfy chair in the air-conditioned Coastal Point Worldwide Headquarters in Ocean View, but the majority of my time this week has been spent in Roxana, sitting on hard bleachers with my head turning a kaleidoscope of colors from an unrelenting sun, while an army of partially-digested hot dogs practiced marching drills in my belly.

And it has been awesome.

Laws happen for a reason. They have to, right?

Somewhere after cursing out my fantasy baseball team and trying to learn how to juggle chicken tenders on YouTube during an Internet marathon the other night, I stumbled across an interesting series of blogs written by Janet Lindenmuth on the Widener University law library website.

Our friends in the ocean are visiting the beach

There’s a lot to be said for that big puddle of water over to our east.

You have to give them points for creativity

Here’s a fun exercise...

Clear your mind of all the day-to-day stresses that are overtaking it at any given time. That’s it. Just close your eyes, pull back on a deep breath and let your subconscious wander off to a place of abject nothingness. You there? Good, let’s do this.

Keep an eye on proposed Rehoboth ordinance

There are a few ways to easily get a rise out of people in this community.

Recent stories expose a whole new fear

Perhaps there’s no greater mystery regarding the human psyche than the concept of fear.

She’ll always be that little girl in my eyes

I’ve had people tell me that no matter how old my daughter gets, I will always picture her in my mind’s eye as being a little girl with pigtails and food smashed across her face.

A new season is here, and I’m going to enjoy it

Many of us have that metaphorical little engine inside us that drives us.

Honoring the two generations of mommies in my life

For years, this week’s column has been one of my favorites to write.

These competitors never really get their fill

According to a recent story on abcnews.com, a Sacramento woman recently ate three 72-ounce steak dinners in about 20 minutes during a food challenge held at The Big Texan Steak Ranch in Amarillo, Texas.

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