Mark Saal

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Hillary Wheeler of Kaysville has a brain condition, hemimegalencephaly.

Hillary Wheeler’s fun run one worth running for

There aren’t many things in this world that can get this fat tub o’ lard columnist to lace up his sneakers and go for a fun run. (“Fun run.” Now there’s the mother of all oxymorons.)

Not many things, but Hillary Wheeler is definitely one of them.

On Saturday, a group of people whose lives have been touched by this adorable little girl and her story will gather at Boondocks in Kaysville for the Hope for Hillary Family 5K Fun Run/Walk. My wife, clearly angling for my life insurance payout, has already signed us up for the event.

Friends revive Ben Franklin’s improvement club

Of all the cool stuff Benjamin Franklin gave us — bifocals, tacit permission to fly kites in a thunderstorm, a kick-butt chain of craft stores — this one just might be the coolest.

Son-in-law incurs the wrath of a lonely grandfather

There are only seven or eight people on this entire planet that I would, quite literally, die for.

I know, I counted.

Granted, if I thought about it, there are probably others — close friends, extended family members — for whom I would incur a moderate risk of life and limb. And in the heat of the moment, particularly involving an infant or small child, I like to think I’d be one of those selfless souls who would race into a burning building, placing another’s well-being above my own.

Lindsay Lohan’s parole officer and other ‘worst’ jobs in U.S.

Worst job in America?

Last week, CareerCast.com released its list of best and worst jobs in the United States. While “actuary” was named the No. 1 job in the country (Seriously? How great can a job be if nobody even knows what it is?), clocking in at worst job of 2013 was … drumroll, please … “newspaper reporter.”

Hardly.

A warning to all of you crawling from crime scenes

Today we address the PIT maneuver.

The PIT maneuver is a driving tactic employed by members of law enforcement, wherein a pursuing officer’s vehicle bumps the backside of a fleeing suspect’s vehicle, causing the suspect to lose control, spin out and come to a stop.

PIT stands for “Precision Immobilization Technique.” Or maybe it’s “Pursuit Immobilization Technique.” Or “Pursuit Intervention Technique,” “Parallel Immobilization Technique” or “Precision Intervention Tactic.”

Were Willard ‘beaveroes’ marked for termination?

Leave it to beavers.

Members of the Castor canadensis family were the unlikely heroes — and sympathetic victims — in a recent drama played out at Willard Bay State Park.

It all started when Chevron — French for “leaks like a sieve” — had yet another pipeline rupture. This time it was near Willard Bay, resulting in a spill of more than 20,000 gallons of diesel fuel.

Me, fill the shoes of the Wasatch Rambler? Not hardly

Talk about your tough acts to follow.

If there’s one thing history has taught us — I mean, besides the fact that North Korea makes Randy Quaid look positively sane by comparison — it’s that only a fool would try to replace a legend.

Don’t believe me? Try this little test:

Yep, ol’ Mark’s moving on ... but he’s not going that far

Farewells are always tricky.

Too emotional, and you risk embarrassing yourself by seeming needy and attached. Too flippant, and you’re pegged as cold and distant — ungrateful for the time you had together.

This is a farewell of sorts. Due to “organizational changes” (read: editors finally sobering up), this will be my final “Life at the Top” column for the features section of the newspaper.

Pay more money and get better politicians? I don’t think so

It’s official. Now I’ve heard everything.

And I do mean everything.

There is, quite literally, nothing on God’s Green Earth that I have not heard. You name it, I have now heard it.

Four days ago, I couldn’t have said that. Four days ago, there was this one last little thing I hadn’t heard. But then — go figure — just this past week I heard it. So yeah, I’ve heard it ALL now.

What exactly was this final thing on my bucket list of insanely unexpected statements? Just this bizarre combination of seven words: “Members of Congress are overworked and underpaid.”

You heard that right, folks. Overworked, underpaid, Congress.

Sorry, UTA, mass transit just not fit for this mister

That popular children’s song about mass transit got one thing right. The wheels on the bus do indeed go ’round and ’round.

But after that? All that other stuff on the bus? The babies? And the mommies? And the PEOPLE?

Sorry, but the lyrics got those things so very, horribly wrong.

I can tell you exactly what the people on the bus “go,” and it’s not — as the song claims — “up and down, up and down, up and down.” Rather, the people on the bus go crazy, crazy, crazy. Both literally and figuratively.

Just not feeling the rage against Davis County's BearCat

To hear all of the whining, you’d think the county just bought itself a police blimp.

The Davis County Sheriff’s Office recently became the first kid on the block to own a BearCat, and apparently the purchase has managed to stir up all sorts of paranoid folks who see it as the beginning of the end for our free society. Honestly, the last time I recall seeing this much hand-wringing over a law enforcement purchase was when the Ogden Police Department announced plans to deploy an unmanned crime-fighting blimp.

The BearCat is made by Lenco, a Pittsfield, Mass.-based manufacturer of armored vehicles. The company’s primary models are the B.E.A.R. vehicle and the BearCat vehicle. B.E.A.R. is an acronym for Ballistic Engineered Armored Response. The BearCat, a smaller version of the B.E.A.R., is based on a Ford truck chassis and adds “Counter Attack Truck” onto the end of its acronym. In both cases, the vehicles are basically armored personnel carriers.

Two brushes with mean dogs enough for this former missionary

It’s not a particularly good time to be a dog.

Oh, sure, there’s that whole drinking-from-the-toilet thing. And the sniffing-other-dogs’-butts stuff. But lately — around these here parts, anyway — a dog’s life has gotten a lot more, well, dangerous.

The year started off promising enough for man’s best friend.

Some things rub columnist the wrong way

“Look on the bright side,” said the annoyingly cheerful woman as she ushered us down a dimly lit hallway. “At least you’ll be able to cross this off your bucket list.”

Yeah? Well, sorry there, overly happy lady, but of all the things on my bucket list — even the ones way down at the bottom of the list, like “Read the Old Testament,” or “Swim in the Great Salt Lake,” or “Watch an episode of ‘One Tree Hill’ ” — this is definitely not among them. Come to think of it, this wouldn’t even make my list of Tolerable Medical Procedures for Folks Over Age 50.

So, what could possibly be worse than a colonoscopy or a pelvic exam? I’ll tell you what. A massage.

Hmmm, 'The Amazing Race' looking better all the time

Talk about your amazing races.

My better half loves the CBS TV reality game show “The Amazing Race.” She watches it religiously, and has long pined to be a contestant on the popular series, in which two-person teams race to spots around the globe with the ultimate goal of winning the $1 million prize.

Most weeks, after watching yet another thrilling episode, she’ll turn off the TV, come find me wherever I am in the house, and announce, “We are soooo doing that one of these days.”

Fortunately, my wife has never followed through and submitted an application for the show, and for one simple truth: As the love of my life puts it, “I don’t want the whole world watching us fight.” Excellent point, dear.

Sequestration would be much better if it were just a movie

There’s been an awful lot of talk in the news lately about something called “sequestration.”

For those of you who’ve been paying more attention to the British societal mores of “Downton Abbey” than the current state of American politics — and who wouldn’t know a sequestration if it came up and bit you in the caucus — your humble servant is here to help. Indeed, back in college I actually thought briefly about a master’s degree in political science. (Of course, the brief thought I had was, “Who’d be stupid enough to get a master’s degree in political science? This stuff is even more boring than business administration.”)

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