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You know Washington reminds me lately of kindergarten students on the playground taunting each other with, “I know you are, but what am I.”

For the first time since 2009 the Gross Domestic Product of our country shrunk in the 4th quarter of 2012 (October – December). Granted it is was only 0.1 percent, but that is a drastic drop from the 3rd quarter in 2012 when the GDP grew at a rate of 3.1 percent. [Full Story »] 

February 3, 2013, has arrived and young men’s fancy has turned to football. Young women’s, too. The whole country’s, or so it seems. The nation stands in unison and turns its eyes toward Super Bowl XLVII in New Orleans. Along with many others, Scott Petty and the CBS news team are out there, have been for several days now. I hope all you local people were ready. We Ellises certainly were. [Full Story »] 

I was looking out my screen door the other day and saw four Canada geese (Goosie Poosie) on the lake that surrounds my back yard. They were close to the edge and I tried to locate my shotgun and some high brass shells that would accomplish what I had in mind. Fox (Foxy Loxy) noticed my excitement and he became agitated as well. One whiff of gun oil and he is ready. Only thing, Fox never retrieved a goose. [Full Story »] 

A few weeks back I shared information on the Hurricane Sandy Relief bill that was recently approved by the House of Representatives that is now headed back to the U.S. Senate. Within this bill was some pure “pork”. It has been estimated that of the House approved $51 billion version of the relief package, approximately one-third of the funding was actually needed for Sandy Relief. So what about the remaining funding? Why don’t we ask our congressmen and women. [Full Story »] 

When I moved into Church Hall, my dorm at the University of Georgia, Orientation Day tours introduced me and my peers to the many wonders that the lovely 4-floor building held for us. Immense bathrooms would accommodate at least 20 girls at one time. Several powerful hair dryers were conveniently mounted on the wall beside the sinks. No one would have to wait for long with wet hair. Gigantic mirrors would aid in the application of make-up, and there was plenty of room to set up ironing boards for those of us who ironed our hair. Yes, we did. It was a sign of the times. Those of us with curly hair ironed out the curls and waves, while our peers with straight hair wore curlers--normal situation circa 1966. [Full Story »] 

The talking heads were all from Wall Street and were talking about the market ‘Correction’. I do not understand this ‘Correction’ business. [Full Story »] 

(Editor’s note: I will gladly yield my opinion this week to the following column reportedly written by former columnist Charlie Reese.)

By Charlie Reese

Politicians are the only people in the world who create problems and then campaign against them. [Full Story »] 

This time I’ve lost a film—The Graduate, to be exact. I know I had it recently or I at least saw it because I made a mental note to re-watch it. It’s one of the few movies that I do like to see again and again. The music itself is worth my time. If I had back all the time in my life that I’ve wasted looking for lost items, I wonder how many years I’d have accumulated. The time I’ve spent searching for my car keys would probably constitute at least a year. I won’t even mention the time I’ve spent looking for other folks’ keys. [Full Story »] 

I read a police report a few days back that was actually printed in The Brunswick News last April. The report shared that a Brunswick woman had her purse stolen from inside her car at her residence. Now you may be asking why I have no pity for this woman. Take a gander at this report: [Full Story »] 

Long ago and well before Gibson McDonald Furniture closed its Baxley store, I bought two “Big Man” recliners. My father was a big man and I wanted chairs he’d be comfortable in when he visited. Furthermore the chairs were super comfortable with their big padded arms and soft blue fabric. The right arm of each chair lifted to reveal a box for magazines, tissue, Legos, etc. My children and grandchildren loved those pockets and often hid their treasures therein. We’ve probably had those chairs 20 years. [Full Story »]