Mother Nature sure knows how to throw a curveball. She can dish out balmy, 75-degree weather one day, then switch it up to 107 in a heartbeat. Cold and windy steps to the mound next, followed by “What’s next?” from the pitch hitter.
The first large northwest swell rolled through Monterey Bay with a vengeance. The buoys were reading 14 feet, and when the swells hit the beaches and local reefs, things got rolled up.
This is the one-year anniversary of my Talk About Money column in the Press-Banner, and I'd like to celebrate this august occasion by recapping my previous 12 columns.
Parker Saige Clifton was born to Faith Estell Clifton of Boulder Creek at 9:01 a.m. Sept. 1, 2010, at Dominican Hospital in Santa Cruz. She weighed 6 pounds, 3 ounces.
It was a beautiful, sunny Saturday afternoon and I was driving down Mount Hermon Road when I noticed a homeless couple with a baby in a stroller standing in front of that whatchamacallit bank. (You know, Wacha-Wells-Co-Fargo-America-Whatever. It’s merged so many times, I have no clue what it’s called anymore.)
Patients who go to a doctor complaining of heart palpitations usually worry that they have some serious problem with their heart. They often describe a feeling that their hearts are “flip-flopping,” missing a beat, beating faster or beating irregularly.