Boredom, after all, is a form of criticism.

I was down and couldn't do anything about it and in 2001 I had a lung transplant. Then I got to where I could get out and do things and I just decided to do it one day.

We had to swim underneath the door jams to get outside, where we clung to the gutters. We made our way to the back of the house and clung to the magnolia tree out there.

I think it's actually a good idea, because there are so many kids here on the weekend and at night that some people lose business.

It's like the third Sunday it's been going on. Every Sunday, it gets worse and worse and finally came to a end.

We look forward to Mr. Hendrix's appearance before the board of canvassers on Thursday.