Tim Timmons

Summertime, and the living is easy, according to Porgy and Bess and Mr. Gershwin. For the regular 20 to 30 (my numbers are skyrocketing!) who read these scribbles, you may recall that I hate cold and love summer. So the other day, while happily sweating under a hot July sun, I was daydreaming about how…

Blind loyalty. We have, or maybe had, a rich history in this country of blind loyalty. Whether it comes to family where siblings could fight like cats and dogs . . . until an outside stepped in. Then the siblings were united as never before and the outsider was in for a long day. The…

How did we get this far off track? It’s been almost a month and the grumbling is still going on over cuts in the budget. Let me see if I have this straight? The one thing that pretty much everyone could agree on . . . say over the last millennia or so . .…

Scattershooting while wondering whatever happened to Charles G. Dawes . . . * * * OK, SO THE scuttlebutt is that Trump is playing with the idea of a third term? But is he really? With Donald J. Trump, who knows? I truly believe half the drivel that comes out of his mouth he means,…

As if the debacle that Indiana property taxes have become weren’t enough, Gov. Mike Braun doubled down and sent a press release touting how wonderful his first 100 days in office were. Then, President Trump starts talking about a third term. Granted, out of 45 men who have served in that office, not having the…

I tried. I really did. If you didn’t catch last week’s ramblings, it was all about how we need to be more positive. I believe that. I try. I let a smile be my umbrella . . . and then I look at the Statehouse. Or D.C. Or watch the Indianapolis crime news, uh, I…

Politics . . . mass shootings . . . property taxes . . . even our Colts . . . there just doesn’t seem to be a lot to be cheerful over. Cheer up Buckwheat! Need a dose of positivity? Oh sure, I can already feel some of you already rolling your eyes. Stop it.…

“What the hell, Timmons!” The silence of a quiet Saturday in a mostly deserted office shattered when the giant of a man named John Hammer bellowed from my doorframe. Me? I was mentally sitting on the dock and overlooking the bay with Otis Redding (or at least that’s what was playing on my iPod). As…

Scattershooting while wondering whatever happened to Kirby Grant. * * * SEVERAL OF you have asked about HB 1312, the bill that would have taken public notices (and some Indiana newspapers) out of the public eye. That awful bill died last week in a Senate committee. The final vote was 2-8 with Sens. La Keisha…