Pardon my lack of focus today. Here are a few random thoughts I've had this week:
Motorcycles shouldn't be allowed in Woodward Park. They are dangerous, attract a criminal element, are a bad influence on our kids and have no place in a public park.
When I think about Michael Jackson, I don't actually think about Michael Jackson.
There's something about opening the door of your car and being welcomed by the sound of live music.
As you walk up to the former Cabo Wabo, there's a train, like you'd see in a kid's amusement park, sitting on wood blocks.
The host stood in front of the microphone Monday night and let Fresno in on a secret.
Men Who Cook drove me to tears two years ago.
Fresno is not Las Vegas. It is not Los Angeles. It is not San Francisco.
Aaron Gomes knew it might not end well, but he was willing to take a risk.
We're all pretty familiar with "100 things to do before you die" lists -- or bucket lists, as they're often called.
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