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Columns

  • Slightly-above-average couponer shares some inside (and money-saving) tips

    In case you haven’t noticed, coupons—or as I like to refer to them, beautifully perforated money-saving gems—returned to the Beacon this week.

    That’s right, this week’s Beacon marks the return of the much-requested coupons back into your weekly newspaper. I doubt there’s anyone out there more excited than me.

    Don’t get me wrong, I’m no professional couponer—yet. But I’d consider myself at least slightly above average.

  • Parking changes have made a crowded island potentially dangerous

    As much as I would love to be an island homeowner, I have to settle on living in a more affordable inland area and day-tripping to local beaches.

  • Summertime good for reviewing (un)mannerly behavior at the beach

    As crowds gather at the summertime coastline, so do their manners—or lack thereof.

    TripAdvisor, a travel website, recently brought that revelation to light with release of results from its latest beach and pool etiquette survey of more than 2,000 U.S. travelers.

  • Old parlor game, art expression have been made new again

    •The red twister
    twists the
    hippy dancer.

    •A sneaky-spooky Colleen
    forgot the
    promiscuous cowgirl.

    •The ravenous landscape
    undulates a
    hairy spy.

    No, I wasn’t enjoying libations when I typed those, although technically I could have been.
    While the lines may appear to be a misguided attempt at poetry or haiku, they’re actually derived from an almost 100-year-old parlor game called Exquisite Corpse.

  • Mosquitoes can kill

    Every Monday morning and most Tuesdays since early May, I arrive to work with calamine lotion dried on both my ankles. Most days it is dried in a nice drip pattern extending below my ankle line down across the tops of my feet and in between my toes. This adds an extra special touch to my flip-flop clad feet.

    It seems on the weekends I am a buffet table for various biting critters, especially mosquitoes. It is nothing for me to have anywhere from 10-20 new bites. I have found the only thing that keeps the itchiness away is the calamine lotion.

  • Construction of hospital great indicator of things to come in Brunswick County

    As a reporter there are certain stories you become attached to. I try not to, but it’s human nature.

    Most of the stories I have become emotionally attached to involve some of the saddest and most horrific elements of humanity, and the people who are left in its wake.

    Such is the life of a crime reporter.

    But this time—this story—is different. Trust me, it’s a welcome reprieve.

    For five years, I have been diligently covering Novant Health’s quest to bring a new, state-of-the-art hospital to Brunswick County.

  • There are enough divisions in this county; race should not be one

    When I moved here, I heard a lot about a line that had been drawn in the community.
    You were either a true Southerner, born and bred to appreciate the simple things in life and a slower pace, like chatting with your neighbors over a glass of sweet tea while enjoying the cool coastal breeze.
    Or you were a Yankee—a Northern infiltrator who brought unappreciated wealth to a simple community, only to overrun it with gigantic houses in gated communities.
    Whoa.

  • Winning Daytime Emmy just another day of drama for Calabash restaurateurs' daughter

    She was born Laura Sisk, which is a cool name, especially the “Laura” part.

    Then she got married and became Laura Wright, the name more famously connected with Wright’s eventual stardom playing villainous Carly Corinthos-Jacks on ABC-TV’s “General Hospital.”

    On June 19, Wright won the Outstanding Lead Actress award at the 38th Annual Daytime Emmy Awards in Las Vegas. It was her first Daytime Emmy Award.

  • If you don’t fight for your healthcare, who will do it for you?


    I’ll start my column with my own editor’s note: The following is not about my individual healthcare provider, a person for whom I have high regard. What follows is frustration regarding the healthcare system in general.

    Chronic fatigue. 

  • You can put the race card away; they just need to see your photo ID

    Having recently celebrated my 30th birthday, I love it when someone asks to see my ID to prove I am, in fact, older than 21 years old.

    I love it when a store clerk asks to see my ID when I use my credit card. They don’t do it at all stores, but I’d like to think my transactions are somewhat safer at places where they check to see I am who I purport to be.

    I don’t particularly like the photo on my ID, which I spent a good portion of my aforementioned birthday in a local DMV to receive, but I don’t complain when someone asks to see it.