Surveys and stories abound about the best and worst places to live.
Surveys and stories abound about the best and worst places to live.
When I left Long Beach, California in 1976 to begin a job in California’s capital—I had been hired as the city of Sacramento’s second public information officer in history—parting was not “such sweet sorrow.”
Disneyland, the former “happiest place on earth” and “magic kingdom,” may soon need to fight payroll processor ADP for its name as it rebrands itself “Anaheim Debtors’ Prison.®”
If you live in a state or region rich with agriculture or in close proximity to it, you’ve probably been to a few dozen farmers markets, especially at harvest times.
Most of us have heard of the Underground Economy, that tax-free mecca also known as the black market. Think Orson Welles as Harry Lime in in “The Third Man.”
Something I meant to mention about resort towns in my column a week ago was how, when the economy is good, there always seems to be construction going on.
Starting in childhood, I’ve spent parts or all of many summers in resort towns.
Unless something is done, and soon, one of my favorite places in the world will rapidly become known as the Infernal City.
When I told the guy at Fleet Feet—a store for runners, hikers, bicyclists, all-around outdoor athletes, and me—that I was buying my new shoes because I was headed to a long weekend in Joshua Tree, he cocked an eyebrow and asked sardonically, “Going to find yourself?”
“All new buildings that are constructed in the city of Sacramento will have to be all-electric by 2026, per a new ordinance passed by the Sacramento City Council,” according to a story early this month in the Sacramento Business Journal by award-winning reporter Felicia Alvarez.