If we’re friends on Facebook, you know that this column has been the bane of my existence this past week. I’ve dedicated at least five statuses to the question, “EVERYONE, what do I write about?” I got a lot of responses, too. My favorite ones were boobs, Rachel Freeman, 15 tons of meth being found [...]

I have a confession to make, Oracle readers. It is something that I have been denying for far too long, but I think that it’s finally time to admit it. I have road rage. Not the “occasional honk-the-horn and give the middle finger” road rage, but full-blown, screaming like Christian Bale on his worst day. [...]

When the people around you ask why you are still here on a daily basis, it can get a little unnerving. No, I have no proof that the general population hates me other than my  paranoid “rationalizations” that no one could stand being around a humorless control freak who twitches on a regular basis. These [...]