I’m sick of people of all ages text messaging everywhere you go. At restaurants, in the gym, walking down the street, at the mall, bumping into things while they’re laughing and texting, not paying attention to where they’re going, totally engrossed in their activities. Leave the phone inside the car for an hour or two hours a day. If you can’t go to lunch without your telephone or text messaging, there’s something wrong with you. Pay attention to the people in front of you that you’re talking to, and put your phone away. Text messaging is a joke. L-O-L.
Please print in all newspapers so that there is a possibility that our governor, Jan Brewer, will read the following: It is time for the governor to put a stop on the use of cell phones while driving. I nearly got clobbered twice in two weeks by a reckless man and a woman at a, excuse me, at a regular stop light I pulled up next to a young lady who was using a cell phone and was pounding on the steering wheel with full force and looking very angry. One is not safe on the road while these idiots are on the road and using the cell phones. Thanks.
Good morning, or afternoon rather. I see where they have put the, uh, fact that on the signs on the freeway that they’re closing the 101 on-ramp this weekend. My question is as to why they don’t do the work on the freeways at night. In other big cities I travel to, I travel for my job, and I’ll be on the way to the airport sometimes really early in the morning in the winter, even when it’s still dark out, and the freeway crews are working with the big lights. But here they seem to think that nobody goes anywhere on weekends. Two weeks ago I waited for 30 minutes, or it took me that much longer, and my son was late for a confirmation class. I think it would make more sense to do like some of the other big cities do and have the workers work at night. I think it must be much, much safer also. Thank you.
Can you please help me or send this on to someone who can? I just need to know if I am on the right track or not, cause the hours and hours my family and I are putting into the hunt for the sword is getting to be too much! We believe that the clues for the sword begin at Scottsdale Waterfront (city’s namesake bank – like a river bank) then if you go south from there, there is an art studio with the name Frank in it (I’ll be frank). Then it says we’ll need our feet and states art two times. The Scottsdale Art Walk, which goes down Main Street (the main thing is) then on the trip we’ll see some sculpted sites. Well, yeah, they are all over downtown Scottsdale, and Main Street is the art district. Entertained if you enter means the Scottsdale Center for the Performing Arts at the end of Main Street, which if I stay to the right of the center, it is the Scottsdale Museum of Contemporary Art! Political beliefs means the Civic Center, or the City Hall. The next place on that trail is either the Civic Center Library, which has a Times Publications box out front that was empty, or the police station, which has many little lights or the baseball field which has sand. It’s been one heck of a trip, and the only thing we can’t get is the sifting through some sand, and the only thing around there with sand are ashtrays. Let’s just say they have been checked. It’s a dirty job. I am hoping just a quick yes or no if I am on the right track or not. This is killing me! A little help please! – Michael Irish
Editor’s Note: Thanks, Michael. What an entertaining e-mail! This post of course refers to our recently concluded treasure hunt. Mr. Irish’s logic certainly does make sense. However, the bank referred to in the clue was the Mesa Bank in Mesa, and the Main Street to which the clues referred was in downtown Mesa. The sword was of course found at the Mesa Center for the Arts. See page 17 for more information on the exact hiding place for each respective treasure hunt item. Thanks to all who participated, and look for another hunt to start soon!
Ahoy there, mateys! Methinks me found the last of the booty. – Captain Genghis
Editor’s Note: This was indeed the finder of the final hidden relic, the sword. The e-mail was accompanied by a hilarious picture of Patrick Runez’s dog holding the sword in his mouth.
I was putting together a scrapbook of things I’ve been gathering over the past year for my son, Curtis Trask, who graduates from high school this month. One of the things I had saved was an article David Leibowitz wrote in May 2008, titled “Fries With That?” At the time, my son had just started, and David noted his name and wrote: …talking to Fatburger newbie Curtis Trask, 16. A clean-cut junior at Basha High, Curtis had only been on the job for a month. Regardless, he handled the Saturday lunch crowd like a champ, even with some old man lurking over his shoulder in “a supervisory capacity.” Curtis, when people whine about their order or sneer at you, saying “Have a nice day,” does that bug you? “Not really,” he said. “I guess I just have a good attitude. It’s pretty easy and fun (working here). And most of the time, you get really nice people.” (Note to self: Check back with Curtis Trask in 2009 for follow-up column. Expect to find a tattooed, long-haired loner with a bone through his nose muttering incoherently about “damn customers.”) The story was great and very entertaining, and it’s a year later, and I’m proud to say Curtis’ last day at Fatburger was last week and he made it through without a bone in his nose, still has the short hair and is tat free. (Well, almost tat free – he did get one on his chest that’s not visible.) He’ll be graduating on May 30th, and then on June 1st following in his older brother’s footsteps with going to boot camp to join the Air National Guard then back here to go to college. I would love to have a follow-up story to put into his scrapbook, so if you find a place for a follow-up story, please let me know so I can be sure to get a copy. – Susan Trask-Handley
I am totally disgusted. Totally disgusted. I could just vomit. I heard a little while ago about the lady in the motel with the miscarriage and the police threw the baby in the toilet and flushed it down the toilet. What in the hell were these people thinking? This was a baby? This was a 4-inch fetus is what they said on the news. It is the most disgusting thing I have ever heard in my life. Just the way people treat the unborn in the first place is sickening, but then to have a police officer, a police officer, my God. I am just, he should be fired and let go from the police force immediately.
Hello. I’m not sure if this is the right place, but it’s 11:24 on May 1st. I’m just trying to do the crossword puzzle, and the words don’t fit with the puzzle. There’s only three, and there should be four spaces at the bottom. And it just amazes me that anybody in a business could make such an immature mistake. And I might be an (expletive). Thank you very much.
Editor’s Note: We had a number of calls regarding this same problem. The last row of answers to the puzzle were cut off in the last edition. The missing responses going from left to right were: ASPS – ETH – LEGO. We apologize for the inconvenience. On a positive note, the incident may have preserved the crossword for future editions as it did give us an idea of how many people actually play the crossword, and we were pretty surprised. There had been talk of eliminating it in favor of a different puzzle. Looks like we’ll keep it for now!
Did you know that we import almost 70 percent of our oil? This costs us about $400 billion a year. We need to break this dependency and develop our own sources of clean, renewable energy. The Pickens Plan will reduce this dependency beginning almost immediately and over ten years can help us meet President Obama’s pledge to eliminate oil imports from Venezuela and the Middle East. Please join 1.5 million fellow Americans at www.pickensplan.com. The time to act is now. – Patricia Matte
I have a question for President Obama and Congress: Since you find it necessary to pass legislation to “protect” credit-card holders from the credit-card companies, will you also pass legislation to protect the taxpayers from the IRS? The last time I paid my credit-card bill a day late, I was charged a $35 late fee; the last time I made a tax deposit a day late, I was charged a penalty of a couple of hundred dollars. If you think it’s wrong for the credit-card companies to charge these small fees for money I legitimately owe, how do you justify charging me much higher fees for being late in giving my money to you?
