Opinion

By Pat Cashman

Mother’s Day, yesterday, seemed to go just fine. But after over three decades of being married to the same woman, you would think a guy would have a pretty solid knowledge of a spouses likes and dislikes. But on Mother’s Day…MORE

By Amanda Knox

I remember it like this: Deanna and I were relegated to the seats while the adults wakeboarded. The speedboat was fun—wind whipped our stringy hair, the bow-broken spray stung our cheeks, and the boat bounced viciously over…MORE

By Pat Cashman

Unless you are a recent arrival from Mars, you have no doubt heard the expression, “What the dickens?”

It is used in common sentences such as: “What the dickens are you kids doing with that aardvark?”

Or, “…MORE

By Amanda Knox In my columns I walk a fine line between the public and the personal. I seek to strike the right balance between exploring universal thoughts and grounding those thoughts in the real circumstances of my life that inspire them. That…MORE

By Lisa Herbold and Sally Bashaw Seattle City Councilmenbers

We love our local sports teams. Consider the fun we’ve had of late with the Seahawks, the Storm, the Sounders, the Mariners, the Huskies, the Redhawks and more. What’s missing…MORE

By Amanda Knox

The pain started Sunday when I was on a plane for five hours. It was a dull ache across my lower back, like I had been punched in the kidneys the day before. A few days later, the dull ache was accompanied by stabbing pain…MORE

By Amanda Knox

The pain started Sunday when I was on a plane for five hours. It was a dull ache across my lower back, like I had been punched in the kidneys the day before. A few days later, the dull ache was accompanied by stabbing pain…MORE

By Joe McDermott King County Councilmember

Anyone who commutes anywhere in our region knows that our transportation infrastructure is not keeping up with the region’s rapid growth. Too many of us are spending hours in our car when we could…MORE

By Amanda Knox I grew up with two mutt dogs—a chummy, runt named Ralph and his fretful, dominant sister, Britta. They always escaped from the backyard when we were away at school. It didn’t matter that we walked them everyday or that our backyard…MORE

By Amanda Knox

I grew up with two mutt dogs—a chummy, runt named Ralph and his fretful, dominant sister, Britta. They always escaped from the backyard when we were away at school. It didn’t matter that we walked them everyday or that our…MORE