
6 Degrees? Really? 6 Degrees in the SCV? Brrrrrr …
You know, I had to playfully scold my dad to dress warm enough. Glancing over at the smiling gent on the brown and white paint, I can see he got the memo.

You know, I had to playfully scold my dad to dress warm enough. Glancing over at the smiling gent on the brown and white paint, I can see he got the memo.

Back before the solar system was formed and the loin cloth invented, I was a Mighty Indian. Hart was the SCV’s only high school then and keeping Law & Order

The final in a series of 52 commemorating the 100-year anniversary of The Signal “The best way to predict your future is to create it.” — Abraham Lincoln We’ve just

I know. I know. It’s going to take some old-fashioned get-up-&-go followed by one of our oldest friends, Moe Mentum. Climb out of them Posturepedics, sofa cushions and designer foam mattresses, you post-Christmas bunk huggers.

Like a meandering skunk, the year 2020 is within smelling distance. It’s time to dust off my miserably failed 2019 New Year’s Resolutions and see if they transfer to 2020.

Ten days from now comes an anniversary I’m not so certain I yearn to acknowledge. At 12:01, Jan. 1, 2020, I will have worked, off and on, for The Signal

A few days to go. So much to do. How about we steal an instant from infinity and ride a little into yesteryear?

“Alas! How little does the memory of these human inhabitants enhance the beauty of the landscape!” — Henry David Thoreau The Mighty Signal didn’t leap, march and even sometimes crawl

I’m not so sure why we need to place a date on Christmas. When I’m at my best, this holy day is with me, no matter what the season. When

Hate to break the bad news. But when we time travel to the back canyons of the Santa Clarita of Yesteryear, you can’t shop. Well. You can shop. But you can’t bring back gifts through the time portal.

Recently, The Mighty Signal scooped the journalism world, sorry planet that it is, by becoming the first major media outlet to have arranged an exclusive interview with infamous Delaware street

Not even winter but it sure feels like winter, don’t it, saddlepals? Nice thing about time traveling in cold weather is that you get to wear your best cowboy duds.

No. 49 in a series of 52 commemorating the 100-year anniversary of The Signal “There’s a cave, we go inside of ourselves because we want to know more, and we

“Give me land, lots of land, with the starry sky above, don’t fence me in…” — Lyrics from Cole Porter Way back when, my buddy Curtis Stone and I plotted

Yay, hooray, a yippee coyote and three chimpanzee backflips without losing my hat. Good to see all y’all.

No. 48 in a series of 52 commemorating the 100-year anniversary of The Signal “If you kill the arts, you kill love, and you kill progress.” — Brendon Urie The

For most football players, or, for that matter, oboists, it’s harder to get a second napkin in a Chinese restaurant than an NFL tryout. Colin Kaepernick has been out of

Good darn thing these few hundred thousand ponies are trained to stay in place with but a mere clearing of the throat. Think my hand would get tired holding all those reins.

No. 47 in a series of 52 commemorating the 100-year anniversary of The Signal “The arts are not a way to make a living. They are a very human way

Years ago, I had a gal pal. She was a competent, flirty-skirty attorney. We agreed on many things, except of course, politics. Being a lawyer, she passionately loved debate. Or