Why do nice guys finish last? The answer is pretty simple. The nice guys are last, because chances are they were too busy holding the door open for everyone else who finished before them. That’s probably an oversimplification of a metaphor, but honestly I don’t think it’s too far from the truth.
On Saturday, Aug. 21, I walked onto the floor at Planet Comicon in Kansas City and I felt what can only be described as pure exuberance.
While you’re reading this, I’m probably lying on a white sandy beach, as the ocean waves lap around my toes, with my new husband.
I don’t know who they were talking about, but a local entertainer was the subject of conversation between two individuals enjoying a smoke outside of a theater on 76 Country Boulevard.
In this day and age we are all constantly on our phones and our favorite technological device. I could never have imagined as a child that I would be able to carry a phone that would fit into my pocket with me wherever I went and have the instantaneous ability to talk or write to anyone anyw…
I have a friend who, for all the years I’ve known them, holds an unshakable belief that our friends and family who shuffle off the mortal coil are still watching over us and if we pay attention, will communicate with us.
I step on the scale and look down. After a moment the digital number reads 375. My life changes forever.
I had no idea it would be the last time I would ever talk to my mother.
The term masking up always makes me think of the superheroes that rush in to save the world from impending doom. Capes flying in the wind, and ordinary citizens welcoming someone braver, stronger, and with an exceptional moral compass to save the day.
I have friends who consider The Princess Bride to be the best film ever. Romantic comedy? Yes. Fantasy adventure? Yes. Satire? Yes. Films involving a 7-foot tall professional wrestler? Yes. Rodents of Unusual Size? Well, I don’t want to post spoilers.
In March 2020, schools around the country shut down due to COVID-19 and parents everywhere were thrown into a new role as full time teachers. This put a strain on several parents that I know but some seemed to find joy in teaching their children that they had never had before.
Greetings fellow Walmart employees!
I want to make it clear at the outset that this article is being written under protest.
After two years with the Branson Tri-Lakes News, and an endless amount of memories made, the time has come for me to say goodbye.
On June 18, I attended the Taneycomo Arts Picnic and the Taneycomo Festival Orchestra’s first orchestra performance of its10th season in Hollister. I took Alexis, my 9-year-old stepdaughter, with me.
Anyone who knows me will tell you that I am a classic geeky girl who loves comics, movies, role playing games, cosplay and comic conventions.
It’s been a fun several months with candidates campaigning, going to forums and hearing from citizens. But elections are finally over.
Spring has arrived and with it comes hunting season, mushroom hunting season that is.
Hello everyone! My name is Addie Cantrell, and I would like to introduce myself as a new reporter at the Branson Tri-Lakes News.
I made the decision to get vaccinated for COVID- 19 as I have several underlying health conditions that have put me in the high risk category according to the CDC.
Hello Branson. My name is AJ Meakins and I am the newest addition to the staff at the Branson Tri-Lakes News.
Last month marked my 20th anniversary in the journalism profession. It’s a little hard to believe.
I’m not much for making New Year’s resolutions. I’m not especially good at keeping them. I’m better at making life changes or keeping promises to myself if I make them at a time when it seems right, not on the date that just happens to start a new year.
OK everyone. We are officially in Christmas season.
I first arrived in the Branson area in 1988. I have been a permanent resident of the Tri-Lakes area since 1992 and a resident of Branson proper since 1998. One thing that has been evident is that Veterans Day is a little different here.
We are better than this.
The general election is a month away.
A high-profile murder case from the Tri-Lakes area was recently featured on a popular Podcast.
You never you know what you’re going to miss until it’s gone. Perfect example, the smell of popcorn at a movie theatre.
A wonderful thing happened on Tuesday, and if you were a part of it, thank you for your participation.
Well Loyal Reader(s) my time as Entertainment Editor here at the Branson Tri-Lakes News has finally come to an end. Next week I’ll begin pre-show prep for my new career adventure as a radio man, co-hosting a new show on 106.3 KRZK called “The Upside,” along with Russell Willoughby.
White Water and Silver Dollar City. Easily two of my favorite places in Branson.
I’ve hesitated to write anything about the recent protests taking place across the nation, including here in Branson.
Well, this isn’t going to be a normal Memorial Day.
I’ve never been one to act as though I could predict the future. But the state of the current pandemic really has me throwing my hands up in the air even more than usual.
Beautiful. That was the first word that came to mind when I set foot for the first time at Dogwood Canyon Nature Park last Saturday.
I see a lot of posts online thanking this or that workforce, this or that entity, for the effort being put forth during this COVID-19 pandemic.
This is going to be an Easter to remember.
We can’t turn on our televisions without hearing about it, and we can’t walk into stores and see empty shelves without thinking about it – COVID-19, or the coronavirus, is seriously impacting our world.
It is strange sometimes to look around and realize there is – and for many years now has been – essentially no evidence that a tornado ripped through the heart of Branson on leap day 2012.
I saw a post that said since the year 2000, every professional sports franchise that is – or was – in Missouri has won a championship. The Rams in 2000, the Cardinals in 2006 and 2011, the Royals in 2015, the Blues in 2019 and now the Chiefs in 2020.
Winter is a wonderful time of year to be in Branson.
When I decided to study journalism in college, I did so knowing that I wanted to write articles that helped people.
I’ve been putting off writing this goodbye-column for days now, not just because I don’t want to write it (but to be honest that has definitely played a role), but because I have so many things I am wanting to say.
“So long Branson, it was a blast.”
As always, the Tri-Lakes Area remains a terrific place to be on the Fourth of July and its associated weekend.
Shortly after storms hit the Tri-Lakes area on May 29, I was with someone who thought a tornado must of been in the area because a “tornado” siren sounded.