• Streetscape project is difficult but exciting

    Let’s keep our fingers crossed that phased, planned streetscape improvements in Bardstown’s historic downtown can prove to be a catalyst or precursor to or companion of private commercial investment as envisioned in the Rick Hill study.

    Once the dreams have been conceptualized, all it will take is money.

  • Sometimes life can get in the way of projects

    Sometimes, life gets in the way.

    Like, when you finally take a moment to sit in your favorite chair to read a book and the doorbell rings and it’s your neighbors asking you to come over for dinner. And you do. And you leave your book in the chair.

    Or when your baby is taking a nap and you decide you’re going to take a nap, too, only as soon as your head hits the pillow, your baby gets up. So you do, too. And now, you’ve messed up the bed.

    This past weekend was that way.

  • Personalities and politics do mix

    If you’re among those who believe the news media have focused too much on the presidential horse race and the personalities of the candidates — and not enough on vital issues of state — let me submit that you’re wrong.

    I’m not saying that coverage of the campaign thus far has been flawless, mind you. There have been errors of judgment, sins of omission and missed opportunities; there have been instances in which much was adone about nothing. And I’m sure there’s more of the above to come.

  • This election is just like all the others

    I’m just now starting to get interested in the presidential campaign. I realize I’m off to a late start, but cut me some slack. In the past three months, I started a new job, moved and spent two weeks out of the country. I’ve been a bit preoccupied.Now, however, Associated Press reports and CNN are starting to pique my interest. Part of me misses the days when I didn’t pay attention. To no one’s great surprise, this election is politics as usual.

  • Finding the unexpected behind a veil of mystery

    Their exteriors are often visible from the off highway, usually tucked away on the outskirts of town, and in many cases, they’re lifelines, keeping the dust at bay with the promise of gainful employment. They are factories, of all different shapes and sizes, that produce many of the things that keep the world turning — not literally. obviously, but without them, we would live in a much different society. When most think of the industrial revolution, dreary factories with smoke stacks looming in the foreground manufacturing a backdrop of darkened skies come to mind.

  • Sad news: My kids may not be mine after all

    I learned a shocking bit of news last week. My kids may not be mine after all. I still love them and this won’t change a thing in how they are raised, but it is a bit deflating.

    By the way, Donna, my wife, has never cheated on me. The kids aren’t another man’s, either. Best I can figure, they’re aliens.

  • Lesson from being an underdog: Do unto others

    Very likely each of us has been an underdog at some point in life.

    Maybe as youngsters we were considered too short, too tall, too heavy, too slim, or played on a sports team that had significant trouble scoring or winning enough games; or one’s residence didn’t measure up to some criteria. Whateveree.

    Such experiences are very challenging to one’s sense of self-worth. Happily many of us rise above it and become emotionally healthy adults. Hopefully we also learn important life lessons from the experience.

  • Congress is full of hot air and no work

    The Congress of the United States is without a doubt, to use one of the vice president’s favorite phrases, the most incompetent, inept, cowardly and corrupt legislative body on the world stage.

  • Political potpourri to warm a dreary day

    Looking out from the second-floor window to a wet and chilly W. Stephen Foster Avenue below, how about a plate of federal and state political potpourri?

  • It's time for Hillary to admit it's over

    Humor me while we conduct a little thought experiment. Imagine that Barack Obama had lost 10 contests in a row. Imagine that he now trailed Hillary Clinton substantially in the number of Democratic primaries and caucuses won, in total votes cast, in pledged convention delegates, in the overall delegate count, in fundraising and in the ineffable attribute called mojo. Imagine that Obama was struggling, at this late hour, to come up with the right message. What would the conventional wisdom say?