I have been waiting for 5 years to have a tattoo. I want a bald eagle clutching a scroll stamped onto my right arm. The riband will proclaim that I am a "Proud American Made in Canada".

I have had a love affair with the Granite State since I was 4 years old, spending many summer vacations at Hampton Beach.

Should New Hampshire have casinos? 

I've been to Foxwoods all of one time, and Mohegan Sun once as well. I'm far from a gambler. I realize people are concerned about crime, and giving an outlet to gamblers. But do they realize you can gamble just as much in New Hampshire as it is?

I remember back when fiber optics were something that only businesses could afford. The first time I heard it would be available to residents in this country I was floored: here was something that could really take off. The sky was the limit for what companies could offer consumers as far as technology: downloading entire episodes of TV shows, downloading movies, an entire discography of your favorite band. Anything. 

A lot of people want the perfect dog or cat, will spend hundreds of dollars (if not a thousand plus) on getting the breed they want, and while they may do their due diligence in researching what type of breed works for them they don't do the same when it comes to researching where they are getting their new pet.

The legalization of same-sex unions, whether called marriage or civil unions, has been called many things over the years. To many people its a sign of growing acceptance for same-sex couples and is an important step in the right direction towards equality for all. Others view it as a step in the wrong direction that could lead to the downfall of the "traditional family." But now there may be a new way to classify the legalization of same-sex unions: as an economic boon.

Early Sunday morning my S.O. went to the store to buy some eggs. On his return he proclaimed, "I bought something special for you". Thoughts of chocolate swirled through my head briefly. Instead he pulled a copy of the Sunday newspaper out of the bag. Perhaps it's not the most exciting and creative thing my sweetie has surprised me with (that would have to be the secluded lunch in a lighthouse for my birthday one year), but he wasn't so far off in my pleasure in it's offering. There is just something about sitting down to a big breakfast on a Sunday morning with the newspaper on one side of your plate and a coffee mug on the other side. I was still reading as he cleared the breakfast dishes and headed out to work on his new boat.

Every day,we see higher and higher gas prices. Less than 10 years ago I was in high school and a gallon of gas cost only 97 cents. It's almost 4 times that now, and who knows when it will slow down.