Personally, I would never use that vulgarity to describe my trusty 2000 Ford Explorer. But, intrigued by the federal Cash-for-You-Know-What program, I began to get my ducks in a row.
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Regarding the shotgun marriage of the two East Lansing Catholic parishes — St. John (now St. John Student Center) and St. Thomas Aquinas …
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Regarding MDOT’s new cable guardrail system …
We understand the value of preventing, say, an eastbound vehicle from crossing the median and slamming into westbound traffic, but won’t the cables sling-shot the vehicle back into eastbound traffic?
And, why not install them in the middle of medians, where the blow-back would be less hazardous?
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Five days after I asked … there’s still no word from the Wal-Mart “public relations” people regarding the names of the two Eastwood Towne Center employees who exceeded their responsibilities (see my July 24 column) by preventing a Laingsburg woman from wiring $2,800 to a Canadian crook.
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Subject of the e-mail in my box Monday morning: “Casablanca; Florida; sweet lady, pink shirt; lol.”
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A New York Times story cites government research showing that a driver using a cell phone while at the wheel is four times as likely to cause a crash — about the same as someone with a .08 percent blood alcohol level (legally drunk in Michigan). So why is one activity universally condemned, while the other (in Michigan, anyway) is practically a religion?
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Have you driven lately on eastbound Grand River, west of Meridian Road, out by Spagnuolo’s Restaurant? If so, I hope it was in daylight. If not, I hope you have good dental insurance.
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Consider this hypothetical scenario: Beverley Nettles-Nickerson, accepting the fact that she’s too blasted to drive, decides to sleep it off in her Hummer, in the parking lot of Dusty’s Tap room, a bar in Okemos.
It’s early May. It’s after dark. Maybe it’s a little chilly. The hapless former judge with a knack for digging herself deeper starts the engine of her Hummer in order to get some heat.
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