Covering Annandale, Bailey's Crossroads, Lincolnia, and Seven Corners in Fairfax County, Virginia

Misery by the yard

By Robert Schwaninger There are many times in our lives when we will open a drawer and pull out an object that is wholly foreign to us. At first, we may not be able to identify its use. We certainly can’t pinpoint its origin. And we know that we haven’t used it for at least … Continued

Gym Dandy

By Annandale humorist Robert Schwaninger I had an occasion to go to a place called a “gym” where people do something referred to as “working out,” which sounds like what my belly is attempting to do over my belt. Now, if you’ve never ventured into one of these odd places to view the denizens, you … Continued

Winter preppers

By Robert Schwaninger  As I traveled to the Giant to watch people pile carts with milk and toilet paper, making me wonder what they drink and apply when it’s not snowing, I felt that I was witnessing doomsday preparations. As though with the fall of a few flakes we all would be plunged into a … Continued

Not ready for Christmas? Don’t panic

By Annandale humorist Robert Schwaninger Like many things around the holidays, this column is woefully late. It is, therefore, the very symbol of Christmas. Unless you are one of those people who starts buying gifts in July for people who might be dead by Thanksgiving, I am reasonably certain that not everything has gone smoothly during … Continued

A germ of an idea

A common sight in Annandale. By Annandale humorist Robert Schwaninger About a decade ago we saw the advent of many changes in society. Women started showing cleavage, Lady Gaga was no longer words blubbered out of a baby’s mouth, and Boston finally won a World Series. Many of the changes were positive. Some changes were … Continued

No offense: Candor on social media lands columnist in hot water

Best not to point out the obvious. By Annandale humorist Robert Schwaninger In the world of social media one can express thoughts, ideas, ruminations or simply show pictures of your newest grandchild throttling the neighbor’s cat. With near impunity, people will post stories about their grandfather’s coma or show pictures of a rash and ask “so … Continued

Rafael’s Laura: a woman of mystery

By Annandale humorist Robert Schwaninger I recently attended a local, political event where people gather to talk politics but wound up talking about nearly anything else. When you are in a room full of folks who are politically adroit and generally in agreement, then every utterance seems redundant or simply obvious. So, thankfully, there are … Continued

What not to buy

By Robert Schwaninger As I have repeatedly admitted, my knowledge of what to buy my wife, Isabel, or practically anyone else is only slightly better than my knowledge of 16th century Croatian folk dancing. Therefore, if you are having trouble coming up with a gift idea, don’t call me.  I will not be able to … Continued

Peering Into the Darkness

By Robert Schwaninger There comes a time when you accept the fact you have reached middle age. For those who don’t know when middle age starts, it’s when the creak when you get up is your back not the chair and raw vegetables become the enemy. Not too many years ago I had to realize … Continued

Contractors and Crapscape

By Robert Schwaninger In 2000 my wife, Isabel, and I decided to move from our townhouse to a single-family detached home in Annandale. What the house is supposedly detached from is up to speculation, but along with the house we got our own half acre of land. For those who don’t know what land is, … Continued