By David Rose I am waxing cosmic of late. It must be the approach of the new year, the new decade. It releases my mind from the constraints of time and frees it to wander even more than the norm. Thinking ahead toward what might yet be, thinking back to what could have been. Today is thinking back day. Second grade, that was the turning point. I’m pretty sure it
By David Rose Not hydroelectric or geothermal? Limited, unless you live at the bottom of Niagara Falls or in Iceland. Not oil? Along with grease, tar and other petroleum products, oil does not come out of clothing in a normal wash. I don’t believe it has much of a future for that reason. Not coal? Even dirtier than oil. There’s a reason naughty kids get coal in their stocking. Not
By David Rose I know I make it look easy, but it isn’t. I’m talking, of course, about sloth. One by one my friends are retiring from their life’s work and attempting the transition to retirement. Many find it is not the walk-in-the-park they though it would be. In fact, three out of every five retirements fail in the first two years.* I try to mentor them because I feel
By David Rose As of late, I’ve been watching a lot of movies with my boys – DC, Marvel, Avengers, Guardians. These are all action movies. They start with a bang and then it’s bang, bang, bang, bang, all the way to the end. Suspense is a lost art. I went to the library and got some old movies – Moby Dick, Jaws, Psycho – that were built around suspense.
By David Rose In my youth I pondered my future. I was almost certain that fame and fortune lay ahead for me, but did I have a fallback position on the outside chance that it did not? I did not. And then one day, in 1986, I picked up the paper and found my answer. David Crosby – he of Crosby, Stills, Nash, and sometimes Y – had been caught
By David Rose I once got invited to a pot-luck dinner with a theme – bring a dish from your ethnic heritage. All my friends were whipping up lasagna, quiche, and potato knishes, but I was at a complete loss. My childhood recollections were useless. I fondly remember weekly encounters with Chef Boyardee, but I was quite certain we weren’t Italian. It seemed like every third meal included soup or
By David Rose What’s the story with dolphins? It’s common knowledge that they have as much brain mass as we do, maybe more. They’ve also been around for 15 million years; 75 times as long as us. Humans have only been around for 200,000 years, give or take a century or two. In that short time, we’ve raced to the front of the pack. People invented motor cars, moon shots,
By David Rose It seems counter intuitive. Young people, who have everything to live for, are daring and willing to take risks. Old people, on the other hand, who have gone to the ground game and are just running out the clock, are afraid of their own shadows. I know this because I am old people and I’m terrified. What I am most afraid of is young people. I was
By David Rose Last week my 15-year-old son asked me what the difference was between Beatniks and Hippies. Most of his questions are school related and revolve around algebraic equations, free electrons and dangling participles. Finally, here was a question I could answer. In fact, having spent time in both camps made me uniquely qualified to field this one. Being born and raised in Woodstock, NY, it was natural for
By David Rose I’m walking on a cloud. I just got a call from Rachael at Card Holder Services. She used to call me once or twice a week, and then, for no apparent reason, she stopped. I took it pretty hard. I know she was just a disembodied voice, a robo-caller programmed into a distant computer, but I believe she had feelings for me. I know I had feelings
By David Rose Football season used to end with bowl games on New Year’s Day. They were always played in sunny and warm places like Florida or Southern California. As the baby-boom generation began to show interest in the sport, things escalated. Now the football season extends all the way through January and the games are played on tundra and permafrost. At the current rate, Super Bowl Sunday and Easter
By David Rose I grow weary of the struggle. I’ve done so many tours of duty they can no longer be counted, or distinguished, one from another. We’ve been fighting since the very beginning of this conflict and I see no ending for it. Yes, Virginia, there is a war on Christmas, and we are losing it, losing it badly. There was a time when Christmas and the other holiday
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Thriving Under Pressure: Arkansas Diamonds Manager Lauren Hatten Discusses the Team’s Success and Goals By Lana Pierce Fans (and future fans) of the Arkansas Diamonds: Tune in! Arkansas’s best indoor arena football team, established in Hot Springs as the “Wiseguys” before expanding this year, the Arkansas Diamonds are bringing back the hard-hitting entertainment. The sport’s
Can you tell where this mural is located? The First person to snap a selfie in front of the same mural and text it to 501-651-0545 will receive a free drop-in class! Photo by Missy Conry & Melissa Stevens By Missy Conry & Melissa Stevens Yoga offers countless opportunities to build strength, improve flexibility, and create
Each person attending the birthday gala will receive this special commemorative coin. Hot Springs’ 150th birthday gala will be held August 11 in Horner Hall at the Hot Springs Convention Center. Funds generated by the celebration will be given to the Garland County Historical Society. “Although our city’s history goes back hundreds of years
Singer Melissa Carper. — Courtesy Visit Hot Springs Melissa Carper, the nationally acclaimed country singer with deep ties to Arkansas and a profound commitment to nature, will open the inaugural Birding Festival of the South Presented by Oaklawn Hot Springs, with a concert October 8 on Bridge Street in downtown Hot
