This column is dedicated to my South Carolina friends and fellow "Seinfeld" freaks, Karen Daily and Jeremy Schoolfield.
Imprisoned by a cell phone? I am too, and so is my roommate and my neighbor, the 2-year-old down the street and?
Last Monday, I had my first day at the News-Daily. Strangely, it also was the first day of school for all of the kids in Clayton County.
My colleagues have joked with me that whenever I run out of column material, I can always write about Scott Peterson. I can't help it; the case intrigues me.
By Ed Brock
Phoebe was born at the Clayton County Humane Society on March 23, 2004. She is a black and white domestic shorthair. She has been spayed and all vaccinations are current. Phoebe is the last remaining kitten from her litter, as her sister has recently been adopted. Being hand-raised by Humane Society staff, she is a sweet, human-oriented kitten. For adoption information call the Humane Society at (770) 471-9436.
Somewhere between the oxygen mask demonstration and the beverage cart I realized just how long and painful this flight was going to be.
By Ed Brock
By Greg Gelpi
Clayton County Links
From staff reports
By Jeffery Armstrong
August 18, 2004
I've been told that I shouldn't complain about the mistakes of our leaders unless I can present a better option.
Compiled by Greg Gelpi
Am I the only person who sees the irony of this year's Olympics and the 1980 Olympics?
At the movies cops and lawyers get to be our heroes, generally serving as the personification of justice for our audience. Photographers it seems are getting a raw deal though. You see, Twentieth Century Fox will soon release its photography thriller titled Paparazzi in which over-zealous celebrity photographers stalk a movie star of the action hero variety. This action hero most likely plays none other than a tough as nails, hard boiled cop who's not afraid to jump from rooftop to rooftop- moving vehicle to moving vehicle on the expressway at rush hour. So the big celebrity gets to be the hero, the sleazy pack of dogs with cameras around their necks the villains.
By Anthony Rhoads
By Justin Boron