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Pie Face! Racks up yet another innocent victim. Photos by: Jimmy Hayes

John Carlson: Kids Games Not The Same

By: John Carlson— When I was a kid, I spent a fair number of rainy day hours playing jacks and pick-up sticks. Remember them? My Mom’s old pick-up sticks were stored in a cylindrical cardboard container at my grandfolks’ house, the skinny sticks being about a foot long and pointed…

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A newspaperman’s holster, chock full of Bic pens. Photo by: Nancy Carlson

John Carlson: Stick With Cops for Calendars

By: John Carlson— Recently I saw some pictures from those Muncie police calendars featuring racy shots of male and female cops, and they looked pretty good. As a man, I must say I wouldn’t mind being taken into custody by those ladies with their “Come hither, lawbreaker” looks, fancy Tasers…


This barge isn’t headed up the White River. Photo by: Nancy Carlson

John Carlson: Can’t Beat Barge Watching

By: John Carlson— One thing I really enjoy is watching giant barges go floating past on a majestic river. Naturally, being a longtime Muncie resident, this love developed here along the White River. After 34 years of residency, unfortunately, I was still waiting for that first barge to pass. That’s…


The perpetrator of felony seed theft. Photo by: graphicstock

John Carlson: Birds Finally Get Their Due

By: John Carlson— By any calculation, Nancy and I should be multi-millionaires by now, except for the fact she spends approximately $7,000 a week on seeds to feed every single bird residing in Delaware County. Does this upset me? Well, yeah. The worst thing is, of that $7,000 a week…


Fine teeth make for a fab Fido. Photo by: Nancy Carlson

John Carlson: Look, Ma! No Cavities!

By: John Carlson— So Nan brings Toby back from the veterinarian’s office the other day and says she has some bad news to share. “Oh, no!” I scream, hand to my mouth, collapsing on the floor in grief. “How long has he got?” “He’s not dying, dingbat.” “He’s not?” I…


Diligence masters The Corpse yoga pose. Photo by: Nancy Carlson

John Carlson: At Yoga, He’s a Dead Ringer

By: John Carlson— I haven’t been practicing yoga very long, but long enough to know my overwhelmingly favorite yoga pose. It’s called The Corpse. As you may have surmised, The Corpse is so named because what you do is pretend that you are dead. Like with many other things in…


Eating well means food should make you wince. Photo by: Nancy Carlson

John Carlson: Gotta Love Hot Sauce

By: John Carlson— What is it about hot sauce that’s so addictive? I’m sure there is a scientific explanation, something about the heat molecules pumping up your brain’s pleasure sensors until your turgid tastebuds can only find sweet release in hotter and hotter foodstuffs before they go haywire and leave…