Guest post by Meghan Muth
Looking for some alternatives to the cheap green beer at your usual bar? Check out these fun activities planned around town for St. Patrick’s Day:

Start your engines for a night of fun at The Artichoke, an Irish sandwich bar and pub at 811 N. Broadway. Be sure to kiss the Blarney stone that greets you as you enter; it will bring you luck for the evening. Once inside, order the corned beef sandwich and a pint of Guinness, and sit under the poster of Irish leader …

People wearing festive colors with big smiles on their faces, making a list and checking it twice. You think I’m talking about Christmas? Au contraire, mon frère, I am talking about something better than Christmas – March Madness! Sorry, Andy Williams, but you are going to have to make room for Andy Katz because THIS is truly the most wonderful time of the year. If you see me this month, there is a pretty good chance I am singing “One Shining Moment” in my head. And …

After hearing a distressing interview on NPR last week, one of my good friends came to me with a few serious questions about the state of the world. “How will we ever manage to feed everybody?” “ If it came down to Genetically Modified Crops or Organic Food, what should we choose?” “How many people will die from malnutrition before Americans start becoming seriously concerned?” “What do we have to do to put things right?”
The last question, surprisingly, is the easiest to answer. “All we have to do,” I said …

I went scuba diving Sunday. In Wichita.
As it turns out, there’s a thriving scuba community in ICT, and after my “Discover Scuba” class Sunday, I can certainly see why. Even though I was only in the pool at the Heskett Center in just 4 feet of water… after about 15 minutes, I was hooked.
How did I get myself into this situation? I started out investigating this elusive scuba scene by interviewing a scuba instructor who is probably familiar to many: Dave Freeman, chief meteorologist for KSNW. He literally lit up …

You may already know that I reside in the ‘burbs, or, perhaps more succinctly, the middle of nowhere. But what you might not know is that it hasn’t always been this way. I lived in Wichita for many years, and bought my first home in the booming metropolis of Derby, Kansas. And though I do love my rural life, sometimes I miss the relatively urban existence I once lived. I think that Derby is a very happy medium; it is outside the “big city”, but still …