I ride my bike on the ground, I’ve ridden through more rain than I’d like, and, since this is Kansas, I’m always riding in wind; frequently I’m suckin’ it, too. Thus in terms of the classic elements, I figure I’ve got three of the four whipped (not including aether, whatever the ...

A couple of years ago, Kansas University’s men’s basketball team won the national title. I was working that night on the sports desk, as I have for all of the past upteen-or-so-plus KU men’s basketball games over the last couple of decades, and as I hurried back to the J-W newsplex ...

I’ve never taken so much as one class in meteorology, but thanks to countless hours spent in the Google University classroom and staring at my beloved Weather Channel/weather.com, I consider myself a pretty fair forecaster. Although, it has dawned on me as unusual that the yahoos who give ...

I was driving — yes, driving — somewhere the other day, and I crested a hill on a lightly traveled road, with a commercial parking lot to my left and a private drive off another parking lot — I think it belonged to a church — on my right. Just before I reached the driveway, a car ...

Don’t think me a hater, but … I abhor Valentine’s Day. Abohrers gonna abhor. It’s not a reflection on my sweetie, mind you. I so do not abhor her (abher?). In fact, I’m rather fond of her. My loathing is directed instead at the holiday itself, a crass, commercialized money-grab ...

Back in my younger days, when my legs were bigger and lungs better — or is that, when my legs were better and my lungs bigger? — I used to try to find the biggest hills in town up which to ride my bike. I’d go miles out of my way to seek the tallest, longest, steepest ups the city had ...