Columns
The Raving Redhead: The Drama Bug
By Teresa Roberts Logan
In high school I had the drama bug. And the comedy bug. But my multi-task didn't aid my quest for trophies, pitted against TellTale Guy.
Here's a Thought: I Slam You, Slam We All, Slam for Islam
By Taylor Mason
If it’s true that religion was invented to keep poor people happy, than Islam is a booming religion on every front of this young century.
The Truth Hurts: Ultra-Violet Bar-B-Cue
By Brad Stine
Based on the vegetarian philosophy, if consistent, every time lions eat a gazelle they are committing cannibalism. Vegetarians claim, we are not supposed to eat animals because we ARE animals.
Bad Mom: Defined
By Caron Guillo
I’ve always insisted that motherhood does not define me. Yeah, right.
Martha's Laugh Lines: Driving Mr. Bradbury
By Martha Bolton
When science fiction writer Ray Bradbury agreed to speak for my writing club's banquet, I had no idea I would be the one chauffeuring him in my neighbor's borrowed, fogged-up Cadillac.
The end of the school year is finally here, which should mean kicking back and relaxing. But right now school plays, end of the year parties, teachers' gifts and field trips are taking over my life making me wish it was January.
Funeral arrangements, scholarship, memories of Fred Travalena
July 2nd, 2009 Posted by Joanne Brokaw in Entertainment
Impressionist and entertainer Fred Travalena passed away this week. I remember watching him on TV when I was a kid and being completely blown away by his impressions. He made me laugh and laugh. The news reported this week that he was such a good impressionist that filmmakers used him when they needed to rerecord dialogue in films, rather than calling the actors back in. That's a good impressionist.
Funeral arrangements have been announced for Travalena, and I asked a couple of NCV columnists to share their thoughts about Travalena, who was a Christian. Bananas' host Thor Ramsey also c...
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One day a church leader pointed out that I only volunteered for things that put me in some kind of limelight. Boy, did he nail it.
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