cacophony

Katie Allison Granju wonders whether Bill Hobbs is making a mess of things by mixing his roles as insurgent neoconservative blogger with that of of his day job — Communications Director of the Tennessee Republican Party:

By Bill Melville

In the span of Star’s show at the Belcourt Theatre Tuesday, a decade of bad relationship moments dragged through my mind.

We've had some friends recently have their third child, actually several couples recently had added number three to their families. And since the Beautiful Bride and I were a few exits further down that domestic road, we were asked by many of them how going from two kids to three, compared to going from one to two.

Whenever it’s time to go outside again here, the puppies go berserk. Jumping, barking, generally creating a chaotic disturbance unrivaled by much other than the sighting of a squirrel in the trees or bird landing briefly in the yard.

(Yes, I know they are almost four years old and not puppies anymore. But since the other two dogs in the house are well into double digit years now, the young’ns will always be puppies to me.)