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Glynn Moore is a columnist for The Augusta Chronicle. You can write to him at The Augusta Chronicle, P.O. Box 1928, Augusta, GA 30903. Call (706) 823-3419 or send e-mail to glynn.moore@augustachronicle.com.
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Latest Column
No one should buy these sales tactics
Web-posted 11/16/09
In the supermarket last week, I reached for a bottle of mustard but put it down after spotting a second bottle from the same manufacturer whose label boasted "14 percent more!"
Previous Columns
It's good to call a house your own
Web-posted 11/09/09
During this season of intense leaf-raking, which I prefer to call a national emergency, I am once again reminded that occasionally there are advantages to renting instead of owning a home.
This dictionary addict can quit any time
Web-posted 10/26/09
Not long ago -- sixth grade, I think it was -- a boy walked up to me on the school playground and asked whether I was Glynn Moore. It was a small school, and he would have figured it out eventually, so I admitted I was.
There is no need to still speed-read
Web-posted 10/05/09
After I had registered for college and bought my textbooks at the bookstore, I saw the enormous task ahead of me and signed up for a speed-reading course.
Greatest joy of fall: Ignoring the lawn
Web-posted 09/28/09
I have always looked at autumn as a long, cold drink after a three-month marathon called summer. I was especially happy to see fall arrive this year.
The right side of the road is sometimes left
Web-posted 09/14/09
The nation of Samoa sounds like a nice place to visit, but I wouldn't want to be there right now. Just a week ago, the little Pacific islands ordered their drivers to switch from the right-hand lane to the left.
First jobs can be a labor of love
Web-posted 09/07/09
As I shaved recently, the voices on National Public Radio were discussing listeners who had responded to a story about a new book of quotations. The quote that caught my ear had been submitted by a man named Sam Hamburg, who was quoting himself:
Some things should just be left to the experts
Web-posted 08/31/09
Many years ago, I lived in a converted dairy barn in a pine thicket, surrounded by four elderly spinster or widowed Southern ladies who were related in various ways and who maintained four separate homes.
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