There isn't a good daily newspaper in my neighborhood. Let me see if I can explain how rural my area is. It takes me about half an hour to get to the closest Wal-mart, an hour and 15 minutes to…

I love Christmas, maybe even more so than when I was a kid, because I get such a kick out of seeing my kids open their presents. But for the past few years I have been trying unsuccessfully to get peo…

My wife gets a magazine called Real Simple, which markets itself as being about simplifying your life. She seems to really like the magazine, but she doesn't dispute me when I say that it's st…

The personal finance magazine Kiplinger's has one of those interesting lists out in its June issue, this one being a list of the best places to live depending on your stage of life. The list was c…

I'm about a quarter of the way through a book called Excuse Me, Your Job is Waiting, which carries the subtitle Attract the Work You Want. I'm making no judgments about the book as a whole so …

Let's say you suddenly have enough money to last you the rest of your life. Not so much that you're filthy, filthy rich, but enough that it's obvious you can quit the rat race if you so ch…

Gregory Karp has a good article this week, catching up with Thomas Stanley, one of the authors of The Millionaire Next Door, on the 10th anniversary of the book's original publication.

Stanley b…

As I've said before, I'm not always the biggest fan of Suze Orman. Truth be told, I'm slightly afraid of her, those big eyes and teeth constantly flashing at me.

Nevertheless, I love her …

Although her grass definitely needs a cutting, this woman appears happy with her home. But, is she happy because it's a great home, or happy because she knows its value is rising and one day she&#…

Back in high school and college, I worked in a supermarket, stocking shelves, etc. Every time I passed by the deli counter, I'd hear the women (and occasional man) asking customers "What else…