First, separate the wheat from the chaff.

Olive Garden, the restaurant that so many have been wanting for at least the full 20 years I’ve called Greenwood home, might not be on the horizon, but that’s OK with me.

Another year has come and gone. But not just another year. No, this is a big one. It’s the end of a decade. Lots of emphasis is being placed on that. And, for some reason, people are celebrating that we are entering the Roaring ‘20s. Or something like that, although I’m not so sure I’d want …

Getting old(er) has its advantages.

So, what’s your home look like for Christmas? And when did you do it? Or did you fall victim to the phenomenon that befell many of us in which it seemed the timeframe between Thanksgiving and Christmas shrunk so much that you’re considering opting out of decorating altogether? If you have, i…

Taking cues from Paul Crutcher and how he sometimes produces his twice monthly music column, I took to social media to basically ask friends to write this darn thing for me.

Remember when our lives got all tangled up in this whole interworld thing?

Thanksgiving traditions probably don’t come up in conversations nearly as much as Christmas traditions, but I bet most of us have some.

There was a time when I could give Chris Trainor a run for his money on Halloween. I went all out.

Chuck was the Air Force general, but Sharon was probably his pilot at times, his co-pilot other times.

Indulge me, please, in a few observations as we enter the fall season.

11:11.

Turnout for the Lazer Lloyd concert Sept. 14 at Inn on the Square’s private venue, 118 Court Ave., was quite good — especially for a Saturday when music is often sidelined by college football.

He’s aged a bit in 20 years, but then who hasn’t? Even 20 years ago he had lost those long, wavy locks of blond hair that were so prominently featured on his live album. Now he had even less hair. Lines on his face were more than lyrics. And while he did move around, he certainly did not do …

Yeah, yeah, yeah. It’s college football season. Well, unless you’re a Carolina Gamecocks fan. A host of you have already cleared your Saturday calendars following UNC’s comeback 2 weeks ago.

Judi. Miss Judi. Momma. Mrs. Burns.

“Don’t do it,” Wendy begged. “You’ll just make an ass of yourself.”

Not every anniversary can be ushered in the way some would hope or like to think it can be.