• News ... like food ... expires

    If you're a news organization, credibility is everything.

    It's your reputation, your standing in the community, even your bread and butter - as your advertisers will not want to do business with you if you are not a credible source of information.

    To that end, it's very important to check the facts before sending a story to print, putting it on a website or broadcasting it over the airwaves.

  • Join us for a good read

    Economic struggles, autism, bullies, death and love were all topics at Sunday's meeting of the CKNJ Bookmarks' reading group.

    We had a lively discussion about July's book selection, "Rainwater" by Sandra Brown.

    The novel took place during 1934 in Texas. The novel starred a hardworking single mother, an autistic child and a mysterious boarder with a terminal medical condition. As the townspeople, farmers and ranchers struggled both economically and spiritually, a malevolent evil in the form of a menacing town bully threatened their tenuous hold on survival.

  • Protecting sources means protecting the public

    During the course of its investigation into the current Gulf of Mexico oil spill, The Associated Press was given information from the then-office of Mineral Management Services that was not making a lot of sense.

  • 'Chicks' rule

    "It's been two long years now

    Since the top of the world came crashing down

    And I'm gettin' it back on the road now

    But I'm taking the long way

    Taking the long way around"

    -"The Long Way Around," Dixie Chicks

    I'm no stranger to nearby concert venues. I can be found most often traveling to Louisville and Lexington for shows, but I'll never pass up a road trip to see a good band.

  • 'Fess up. Laugh. Life goes on.

    Mistakes. Ya gotta love 'em ... especially in our line of work. And there was one last week that was a doozy.

    My husband and I have a kind of inside joke whenever I screw up. I say, "But I'm the perfect wife, and I never make mistakes." He laughs at me, and life goes on.

    So, here goes ... "I'm the perfect editor, and I never make mistakes."

    This is where you laugh at me, and our lives go on.

    But ... just in case you were one of the three people who happened to NOT catch my huge mistake last week, I'll give you the details.

  • It's going to be a good summer

    I'm done with summer, I thought. Sad thing is, at the time, summer was not even here yet.

    It all started the Thursday before Memorial Day when my car died at the grocery store. In the nearly three minutes that I waited for someone to give me a jump, I lost 10 pounds in sweat.

    I assumed my problem was the battery. Friday morning, with a new battery in place, my car ran like a dream - until my wife and I drove to the lake that Saturday. The car stalled on the way home. The battery was drained.

  • Charcoal forever more

    As the fire truck slowly drove away last Thursday evening, I realized how very lucky we were that no one had been hurt.

    Just an hour before, the kids said they were ready for dinner and my husband started the gas grill. I put fettuccine noodles on to boil and grabbed the marinated chicken breasts to place on the grill. I told the hungry mob I was going to grill the chicken.

  • Mic is on and yes, you're on the record

    There are certain things in life one can count on happening just about 100 percent of the time - buttered toast, when dropped to the floor, will land buttered-side down. And politicians will continue to need to remember that when standing before a microphone in a public forum, the mic is always on and yes, what they say is on the record - forever.

    Because of the wide-spread use of technology to disseminate information, the public can either read about or listen to politicians when they misspeak.

    You no doubt remember George W. Bush's first awkward live mic moment.

  • To heck with good grammar

    "Not even a school teacher notices bad grammar in a compliment."

    After lunch the other day with my husband, I opened a fortune cookie with that message inside. And, for some reason, that message kept popping back to mind throughout the rest of the day.

    Here at the News-Journal, we regularly receive complaints that run the gamut between not enough coverage all the way to too much of it. But in the past couple of weeks, several readers have taken the time to send us compliments.

    Maybe that's why the fortune cookie message stuck in my mind.

  • Should this be the end of American Idol?

    I'm disappointed. I used to love the show and set my schedule around it. I watched every Tuesday and Wednesday, without fail. There's so much about American Idol I love.

    It gives the average person a chance at stardom. It makes "Crystal Bowersox" a household name.

    It makes Andrew Garcia's interpretation of "Straight Up" a well-Googled phrase and a YouTube phenomenon.

    For those like me who love ... love ... music, this show is like going into a candy store with no possibility of diabetic shock.

    But, as I said, I'm disappointed.