ElectionsVote It’s Christmas, 2015 tomorrow. And, I have two simple gifts for you this year. The first? On Christmas Day, I’m launching thejohnbostonchronicles.com with a feature on, of all things &mdas(more..)

ElectionsVote Oh boy howdy, pressure-pressure. The countdown continues. Only 3,658 shopping days left before Christmas 2015. On the bright side, there are no shopping days left for Christmas 2004, unless, of cours(more..)

ElectionsVote Before we start out, just a reminder for you truly efficient and capable people riding with us today: There are 380 shopping days until Christmas 2016. Phew. Glad we got that obligatory warning out o(more..)

ElectionsVote Jiminy Christmas, would someone mind telling me where 2015 went? Less than a month and we’ve burnt another year. Thank goodness for the miracle of time traveling, where we can mosey back when a(more..)

ElectionsVote OK you Santa Claritans, yuppies and grizzled cowpokes and all beloved in between. I know there’s a you somewhere underneath those turkey tummies rising and falling on the couches and chaise loun(more..)

ElectionsVote Top of a November Thursday to you, friends. Doesn’t it seem like we just started 2015 a few minutes ago and now, 2016 is around the corner? We’ve a most interesting time traveling adventu(more..)

ElectionsVote A warm and Western howdy to you, saddlepals. I’m estimating you know the drill by now. Hop out of those designer foam Valencia mattresses, throw on some jeans and something that will pass as a W(more..)

ElectionsVote Heavens to Betsy, 2015 is flying by fast. It seems it was January eight minutes ago. Thank heavens for relativity. Not only can we set our clocks back an hour, but a century if need be. How about we (more..)

ElectionsVote A warm and Western Nearly All Hallows Eve albeit in the pre-dawn hours to you, saddlepals. Welcome to the SCV Beacon! Figured before you all get set to wander about the valley, begging for diabetic a(more..)

ElectionsVote Normally, I stand in your hallways, hat in hand, being careful not to scratch your tile with my spurs. This morning, let me just say this and say it with sincerity. Hop in the saddle. Quick. Gallop, d(more..)