By BEN GRABOW, Scripps Howard News Service
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The big television switch is a conspiracy, I tell you
OK, OK, I get it. Digital television is coming this month.
Enough with the ads, the banners, the screen-crawlers and the infomercials. I am aware. I am prepared. My television is "digital-ready," hooked up to cable, sans antennae. Nothing will change whatsoever when that switch is flipped. I am totally, completely prepa ... uh ... wait. Wait, wait, wait.
Go ahead and eat that yogurt
In these modern times, few would argue that men and women are not equals. But anyone would agree that there are some fundamental differences in our physiology.
A Sunday morning of sacrificial pouring
It's Sunday morning and I'm re-enacting Prohibition at my kitchen sink.
Working one 12-ounce bottle at a time, three gallons of home-brewed beer are finding their way down the drain. It's a ritual that occurs once every six months or so, when I get up the nerve to sacrifice the old batch and brew again.
Shopping for a home is all about the snooping
If homeownership is still the American dream, shopping for a home is America's true pastime.
The home search combines such American ideals as cheaping out for the best deal, pretending to consider purchases one simply cannot afford and snooping through other people's business. And as a potential homebuyer, let me tell you: It's all about the snooping.
Grabow: I've got Wii-tennis elbow
You'll have to bear with me this week; the column may be a little slow. I've managed to hurt my writing arm.
It's actually a sports injury. Yes, I was playing tennis. Several hours of tennis. And bowling. And golf. And lawn darts, ski-ball, table-hockey, and horseshoes.
That's right. I hurt myself playing video games.
New Year's do-not resolutions
As our holiday season draws to a close, it is time again to consider that yearly tradition of self-betterment, the New Year's resolution.
Cooking may be a lot of things, but sexy isn't one of them
Bellbottoms are behind us and lawn darts are long gone, but for some reason, cooking keeps coming back.
Our man in Iceland checks in
Think times are tough for American car companies? Have a look around your local paper's newsroom. If it's still local.
