Imagine my excitement, as a 7 year old little boy in Spiderman PJs, to wake up before dawn on Christmas morning to see that huge white box beside the tree with an electric racetrack inside left there by Santa himself! It was “amazing” with “3 super fast race cars included.” I couldn’t wait to get it out of the box and start racing my dad. That was the absolute greatest Christmas present I could ever imagine (and at least 157% better than the gray bathrobe my parents also gave me).

What’s interesting is that for the life of me I can’t remember ever playing with that “amazing” toy after Christmas day, and I have no idea what ever happened to it. All I can remember about it was that you had to slow down around the curves or the cars would fly off the track.

Dear Commissioners:
We heard it at the public hearings – times are tough.  We heard that our neighbors want to keep, possibly even expand, the police, fire and court funding.  We also heard that many individuals and …

Earlier this year, the public (correctly, in my opinion) revolted over a proposed 30% tax increase. The 2009 budget approved on March 3 (large file) contained expenditures that were unjustified in the current financial climate– …