Author: Rhonda Schrock

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Nov 04, 2009

How many fingers

“Jamison. How many fingers am I holding up?” Sometimes it’s the quiet ones that land the zingers. I love it when that happens.

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Nov 03, 2009

‘Follow your heart’ is bad advice

In the Good Parents handbook, there is a list of phrases that have been used by mothers and fathers since time immemorial. Stop making that face or it will freeze

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Oct 26, 2009

It takes a MOB to bring the Games to town

Okay. I admit it. I’m an Olympics junkie. It’s my thing. Part of it is the patriotism I feel when I see our athletes in competition. Part of it is

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Oct 26, 2009

Fuzzy Math

Then he followed it up with, “Since I’m 16, and since 16-1 is 15 and 15×2 is 30, then you need to give me your 10.” Huh? What? After we

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Oct 21, 2009

Continuous-motion Airwick

Me: “That would just be a continuous spray here at our house.” Mr. Schrock: “It would be gone in a week.” Both of us: Chuckling, because we both know it

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Oct 19, 2009

Spiritual heart disease requires a transplant

It’s the leading cause of death for both men and women in the United States. In 2005 alone, 652,091 Americans died of it. For thousands of others who carry the

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Oct 19, 2009

I think they need more work

On alert now, I checked the conditioner bottle, and sure enough. It was blocked up, too, with a square of plastic wrap. I am left to conclude that they don’t

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Oct 12, 2009

“What Were They Thinking?” Returns

It’s time for the second installment in a series I started some months back entitled, “What Were They Thinking?” This is a compilation of stories pulled from police blotters around

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Oct 05, 2009

Alabama’s ushers on alert for churchgoing lawbreakers

You hear lots of griping these days about the inequities of our legal system. For sure, there is misuse and abuse in far too many cases with the victim being

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Sep 29, 2009

Where did the socks go (and other mysteries of life)

How on earth do I do it? It never fails. Ever. It happened again just the other week. There I was, trolling the aisle at the supermarket, looking for the

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