If you are still shopping for Christmas gifts you can find one-of-a-kind offerings this Saturday, December 15th, at Hollydaze, a show and sale by six Eureka Springs artists. The art boutique will be open from noon to 8 p.m. in the Space above the Sweet Spring Antique Mall, the white building with red awnings on the corner of Pine and Spring.

Sisters Zoi and Sherry Young will be among the participants. Zoi will show new works that include found stones turned into sculpture, a new and exciting direction for this artist. Whimsical and stylized drawings by Sherry are sure to please those on your gift list.

Long time resident photographer Richard Quick will offer colorful images of local portraits and beautifully shot scenes of Eureka Springs. Richard, who maintains a studio on White Street, will have photos featured in the pages of the Feb issue of American Style Magazine. If you are a resident of Eureka Springs chances are very good that you have a portrait included in Quick's collection. Go look for «yourself».

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In its new travelogue video about Eureka Springs, «They're Coming To Your Town,» the American Family Association employs some pretty colorful adjectives to describe our quirky little village, including terms that make those dreaded code words «eclectic» and «mecca» sound downright benign:

• «A national hub for homosexuals.»
• «The San Francisco of Arkansas.»
• «A gay hot spot.»
• «A gay sex tourism destination.»

Huh? Say what? Really?

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It's right after Thanksgiving, a few weeks to Christmas and Hanukkah. This is the typical time of year when people gain weight. I know, people gain weight at all times of the year, but the end-of-year holiday season is when those few extra pounds show up – all by themselves – totally unannounced and uninvited – more so than other times of the year.

I've always considered myself kind of lucky, because I can pretty much eat whatever I want without packing on pounds. In my 20's, I actually TRIED to gain weight. I thought I was too skinny. Now that the dreaded 'middle age' is here (how the hell did that happen?), I don't need to try so much. But it's still not food that gets me. It's beer. I love beer. Even bad beer is pretty doggone good. Wine ain't bad either. But beer? Oh yeah.

I've toyed with the idea of going to a gym to work out. Toying is about all I've done about it. It's way too easy to rationalize why I shouldn't go:

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Pat Robertson, along with some other folks, has declared that Interstate Highway 35 is to be the salvation of America from the dreaded homa seckshuls. It's Biblical, they say, citing Isaiah 35:8 recently on The 700 Club:

«And a highway will be there, it will be called the way of holiness.»

They're serious about this. They think this 'way of holiness' is an interstate highway. I-35 is the Highway to Heaven. It's part of 'Gods awesome plan.'

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