Kirby Delauter. Kirby Delauter. Kirby Delauter. Sorry. I just couldn’t resist.
A little known Councilman in Frederick is making a name for himself because he threatened to sue the Frederick News Post if they used his name, Kirby Delauter, without his permission.
Pain for the Washington Redskins came abruptly to an end this week in the form of a Guillotine from Dallas in a beat down which would have John Lennon imagining a very large God.
Nothing has been more painful for a Washington D.C. football fan this year than watching the mighty Hawgs bow, scrape, fold, be torn asunder and have their butts kicked like an extra in a John Wayne movie.
Last week as my wife and I celebrated our anniversary we met at the Willard Hotel downtown and after a nice libation we walked to Ford’s Theater to watch a production of The Christmas Carol.
So this Christmas season my wife and I found ourselves in possession of an extra Christmas tree and rather than put two up in the house – thereby giving our cats and dogs the ultimate solid and liquid waste depository – we decided to donate the tree to someone who didn’t have one.
I tried a variety of venues to give away the tree before running across Cornerstone Montgomery in Bethesda. Their mission statement: “Cornerstone Montgomery empowers people living with mental health and co-occurring substance use disorders to live, work, and integrate successfully within the community.”
I think as Christmas and the season of giving is upon us it would behoove us to make the most of the recent revelations from a Senate investigative committee regarding the torturing of prisoners by the CIA.This handy little “How to Book” with an executive summary of some 500 pages should be a wakeup call for all of us as we embrace the season of peace and joy.
For as the Bible tells us: A whip for the horse, a bridle for the ass, and a rod for the fool's back.
So, I walked into a little shop I’ve frequented for years to purchase an item. Inside the shop I found the usual clerk. I hadn’t seen her in years and I commented on how nice her hair looked. I asked if she had decided to dye it a different color. I remembered her hair as being darker.
She told me her hair was curly and lighter and fuller because of her chemotherapy. Turns out she was diagnosed with Stage 3 breast cancer. However, she was looking on the bright side of her life. Her prognosis was good, she had a new hair color and she wanted breast reduction surgery anyway.
Thanksgiving is my favorite Holiday. I don’t have to worry about offending anyone except the turkey roasting in my oven. The family gathers, we enjoy spending time together, eat, watch football and relax.
Relaxing this holiday season is vital to my well being due to the amount of vitriol in this country which seems to have reached overwhelming proportions.
The middle-aged football fan smiled as he approached the group of revelers gathered outside of FedEx Field for the latest Washington Redskins home game.
“This is my first tailgating party in my life,” he told a welcoming group of partiers who handed him a beer, some barbecue and greeted him with great rhythm and blues and a humorous disc jockey.