When it comes to referees it's not much different than life -- it's best to worry about what you can control and not worry about what you can't.
You're never going to please everyone with your new baby's name, so why ruin the kid's life trying.
Webster's Dictionary defines "curmudgeon" as--excuse me just a minute. HEY, HAS ANYBODY SEEN MY WEBSTER'S DICTIONARY? No? Darn. I must have left it in 1998.
When it comes to gratuities, just because my order is small doesn't mean my tip will be.
When it comes to keeping kids in college, having them on a real campus is better than connecting them by the web.
Say what? People talk a lot but don't really say much these days.
It's a fact I know from my old playing days -- you can't consider yourself a true athlete until you've been taken to task by your coach.
My son's question put me in an awkward positon of explaining what is so bad about pornography. Quite a bit, I told him, durng an uncomfortable but necessary discussion.
When it comes to finding the man of your dreams, ladies, it's best to leave a little to the imagination.
The leftist indoctrination of our youth continues unchecked.
Ideas on how to make a French connection.
The great paradox of leadership is that by letting go you can ultimately gain mastery over the situation.
Nose hair is one. Constantly searching for a restroom is another.
My take on real-life questions.
Team has made marked improvement but needs to take the next step toward being great.
It's not the most wonderful time of the year for everyone.
Memories to be thankful for.
For one, don't make eye contact with kiosk attendants.
Contrary to what your mother told you, the most dangerous thing you can do during the holiday season is not venture out on New Year's Eve, when the highways are full of drunk drivers, including some who aren't local politicians.
For the forseeable future, we'll have to love them from a distance.
Teachers and students didn't deserve to be punished with a "no" vote.
They can work well, but are mostly for more mature, motivated students.
Sports talk in Boston will burn your ears.
Got manners? Probably not when it comes to talking on your cellphone.
Is common courtesy on the decline, as many experts seem to think? Personally, I'm not so sure. I never thought it was all that common to begin with.
Trip to New York City brings new view of Yankees.
Some parents hover a little too closely over their children.
The amount of homework doled out by teachers these days is stunting our family life.
Will big-time sports be the next bubble to burst?
Rob Jenkins says farewell to Harry Potter.
In last week's column, I explained that the concept of "permanent employment" doesn't just apply to tenured college professors. Workers in other knowledge-based professions that likewise require a great deal of education, such as law and accounting, often have the opportunity to attain something remarkably similar to tenure, known as partnership.
I've devoted several recent columns to explaining -- mostly to fellow conservatives -- that public school teachers are not the enemy.
A lot of people have become disillusioned with our public schools, and, to be honest, it's hard to blame them. These days, hardly any of the news about K-12 education seems to be good news.
Our nation's capitol is a mess. I'm not talking about politics -- although, yeah, that too. I mean it's literally a mess.
From all the angry rhetoric lately about illegal immigration, I gather a lot of Americans are afraid of losing our country to the invading hordes.
One of the less attractive features of the nanny-state is its exaggerated hand-wringing over problems that didn't even exist before the nanny moved in.
A recent headline proclaimed the past 12 months "The Worst Year Ever" in college sports -- referring, of course, to the myriad scandals involving high profile figures like Auburn quarterback Cam Newton, Tennessee basketball coach Bruce Pearl, and Ohio State football coach Jim Tressel.
Want to go to college but don't think you can afford it? Think again, suggest several local experts.
Dozens of high schools in Metro Atlanta and not one has ever invited me to give the commencement address. Go figure.
Don't get me wrong: I was as happy as the next guy to see Osama bin Laden get what he deserved. Unless, of course, the next guy happened to be named Barack Obama, in which case, no, I probably wasn't quite as happy.
"Please take your bags and your receipt, and thank you for shopping at (major chain supermarket). Now move your rear. You're holding up the line."
If you’re still trying to figure out how to pay for college in the fall — well, maybe you’re looking at the wrong college.
“April is the cruelest month,” wrote the poet T.S. Eliot, and I’m inclined to agree. That’s because April marks the end of the six-month chocolate candy extravaganza that begins in late October.
A couple of years ago, while Dale Murphy was signing autographs at the Braves spring training facility, a little boy standing in line tugged on his father’s arm and asked, “Daddy, who’s that?”
Let me preface this column by stating that I am not a union member, for a couple of pretty good reasons.
If your high-school-age son or daughter is planning to take “Advanced Placement” courses next fall, you might want to ask yourself a couple of questions: what, exactly, makes those courses “advanced,” and what sort of “placement” do they guarantee?
If you think grade inflation in college is bad now, just wait until the students are allowed to carry guns.
Memo to my children: Whatever you decide to do in life, please do not become school teachers. Instead, choose a career where the working conditions are slightly less hostile and authoritarian, such as pro-American journalist in Libya.
As Valentine’s Day draws near, I feel compelled — against my better judgment — to offer a few thoughts on romance. This is aimed primarily at men, but wives should feel free to read it out loud to their husbands.
Welcome back to my annual “Stupid Things I Have Said” self-flagellation fest, part two. Please note that you are witnessing a new record: Never before have I said so many stupid things in one year that it took two columns to cover them all.