Point of No Return

A few random observations from the Series

This is the week that we affectionately call “The Blur” around the office.

Yet another letdown for those who believe

There are defining moments in life that can forever change one’s outlook on the world — or, at the least, one aspect of that person’s world.

Friends come, friends go. But I will miss this one

I’ve read somewhere before that people tend to change their friends every seven years. I’m not trying to steal that little nugget and claim it as my own, I just can’t remember if it was from a scientific research study, an essay by a noted behaviorist or something offered by Eric Cartman on “South Park.” Rest assured, it came from a very reputable source.

An old 'friend' might have popped up elsewhere

It’s been pretty quiet around the Coastal Point multiplex since the death of Leviathan last year.

The Orioles are still somehow relevant in July

As I write this column, the Baltimore Orioles have a record of 43-37. That’s 43 wins. And that’s 37 losses. That means the Orioles have won six more games than they have lost as of Wednesday morning.

Put everything else aside for this special holiday

Rest assured, we will have a few people in town to celebrate the Fourth of July.

Father's Day brings memories of many phrases

With Father’s Day approaching, there is only one thing on my mind — the final round of golf’s U.S. Open.

So, riddle me this -- why is my head so big?

I find myself looking at my head for an inordinate amount of time. It’s not that I’m fascinated with it, or paranoid that it’s shifting into something different. It just always seems to be around me.

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Our future is in good hands with today’s youth

For a relatively young nation, we do appreciate our past times in this country. We love baseball, apple pie, and tearing down our neighbors so we can build ourselves up — as well as hot dogs, the spirit of entrepreneurship and peace through superior fire power.

From MCA to Mother's day -- connected somehow

I was struck by a wave of nostalgia last week. Actually, I was gobbled up by the wave, tossed on to the beach where I was subsequently picked up by a gust of wind and thrown back into the ocean so the wave would jerk me about like a lottery ball.

Town manager's departure leaves questions

I’m a fairly laid-back guy, but there are a few things in life that can regularly cause me to rub the top of my head in frustration, let out a huge sigh and mentally count to 10 as I try to find my inner calm.

Everything around us is making us, well, round

We’re fat.

Yup, that’s a gross generalization, and I fully-well realize that many people in our society today are in excellent physical condition, monitor their diets and take their wellness to heights we’ve never been able to reach before. The rest of us? Well, mostly fat.

The loss of a friend hurts an entire community

All of us have experienced life’s peaks and valleys. We laugh. We cry. We get frustrated. We get excited. We celebrate. We mourn. The emotional rollercoaster that we all find ourselves riding from time to time can seem both excruciating and liberating, and it’s a part of what makes us human.

They got who to play Steve Jobs in a movie?

Many of us were playing that time-tested game of “what-if” last week.

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Los Angeles to get one more Magic show

From the moment I could talk, many of my conversations have been focused on sports, and the athletes who play them.

We're divided, because they tell us to be so

I bite my tongue a lot, particularly during debates between people over the national political scene. It’s not that I’m apathetic toward politics, or afraid to take a stand on something I strongly believe in, as much as it’s a case of me not having a dog in the fight.

The greatest weekend of all is now upon us

Allow me to address the very esteemed court of public opinion regarding the significance of the weekend ahead of us. It is my argument that this is indeed the greatest of all the 52 weekends we see in a year, and that is saying a lot. After all, your honor, weekends generally rock.

Lucy finds her way home four months later

There’s no secret that I’m fascinated by my dogs. The shar-pei, Guinness, fills the role of the big, happy dog that exists to eat, play and sleep. Bailey, the pug, is the princess that wants to be held and coddled, but also has a fiery temper and consistently overcomes obstacles to her health — like emphysema and an eyeball that literally popped out of her head one day after a seizure.

Trying to compete with that swimsuit issue

Since the dawn of time, man has relished the very concept of anticipation. Be it the scintillating aroma of a brontosaurus cooking over a cave fire, fresh water pouring its first cleansing drops into town from an aquaduct or opening the first paycheck from one’s first job, it’s the thrill of knowing something is on its way that can cause as much excitement as the actual event.

You never know when you'll need a firefighter

There are certain things that I most certainly do not appreciate when they seemingly pop out of thin air.

Walking the dogs can be a scary proposition

With as mild a winter as we have enjoyed to this point, it’s kind of hard to forget that it’s been cold in other parts of the country. And when one thinks of cold locales in the United States, one should immediately conjure up images of Alaska.

Ravens come up short in quest for greatness

As a kid, my parents did their best to teach me not to hate anyone. Every time the phrase would escape my lips I would receive a very stern lecture on just how strong a word “hate” is, and that feeling such a vile emotion only succeeds in rotting one’s self from the inside.

Is the end in sight for an American tradition?

Light a candle. Engage yourself in meditation or take to prayer. If you have a lucky rabbit’s foot, rub it now. This is one of those all-hands-on-deck situations, and it will take a collective effort to fend off the horrors that await.

That bucket list might have to be accelerated

I was going back through my New Year’s resolutions this past weekend, as well as formulating a plan on how I would explain to people how all of them are now officially dead, when a jolt of reality shot through my body.

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