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Welcome back to another, Call Log Diaries! Where local calls prove once again that Nevada County is basically a live-action sitcom. Complete with angry neighbors, runaway farm animals, and at least one naked guy sleeping in his car.
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There’s something magical about teaching your little ones to swim—it’s part survival skill, part freedom, and part “mom-I’m-a-mermaid-now” moment. Whether you’ve got a backyard kiddie pool or just access to a public one, introducing your child to swimming doesn’t have to be intimidating. In…
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We all get the occasional weird message—wrong number, scammer, maybe even someone trying to sell us a “miracle” weight loss tea (spoiler alert: it’s always laxatives). But what happens when those messages turn into repeated harassment, or worse—direct threats to you, your family, or…
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There are weeks when you read the call logs and think, “Yeah, that tracks.” Then there are weeks like this one—when everything feels like it was written during a fever dream after watching Tiger King and Stranger Things back-to-back. From patriotic disputes to satellite…
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It’s no secret that the Fourth of July is one of the biggest party weekends of the year. Fireworks, BBQs, and red-white-and-booze are practically expected. But while the burgers and backyard games bring people together, there’s one thing that definitely shouldn’t be part of…
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Nevada County has once again delivered an impressive bouquet of “what in the actual heck” this week, and lucky for you, I’m here to sniff it out and pour it into your favorite mug of small-town chaos. If you’ve ever wondered what it would…
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Welcome back to the only place where you’ll find fireworks, fashion, and a fiery threat of arson all in the same breath—and no, we’re not talking about your average HOA meeting. Nevada County once again delivers a wild ride of small-town call logs, each…
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Some people don’t do good for the recognition. They don’t post selfies while volunteering, they don’t hand out business cards after donating time or resources—and they definitely don’t wait around for applause. They do it because it matters. Because it’s right. Because someone needs…
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If you’re anything like me, you’ve probably said the words “go read a book” at least five times before lunch now that school’s out. But what if I told you there’s a place in town offering free crafts, storytimes, movie nights, Dungeons & Dragons,…
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Let’s just call it what it is: wildfire season isn’t some far-off “maybe.” It’s real, it’s annual, and if you live in Nevada County, it’s personal. The trees we adore, the trails we hike, the land we call home—it all needs protecting. And lucky…
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Welcome back for another whirlwind of delightfully odd calls from Nevada County. If you’re wondering what it’s like to live in a small town, wonder no more. It’s a place where bears break into your fridge (twice), internet fraud becomes a metaphysical experience, and…
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Sometimes, public health wins aren’t flashy. They don’t come with ribbon cuttings or massive media coverage. Sometimes, they look like a plain vending machine quietly humming away in the corner of a community center. And sometimes, that little machine is doing something huge—like literally…
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Ah, Nevada County — where the mountains are serene, the locals are quirky, and the police scanner is always entertaining. This week’s round of call logs delivers everything from aggressive wildlife and DoorDash gymnastics to a slice of meth-fueled romance gone bad. Buckle up,…
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There’s something magical about small-town police logs—like a reality show where the script is written by caffeine, chaos, and occasionally, the wildlife. Here in Nevada County, our local call-ins aren’t just reports—they’re full-blown episodes.
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So you’ve been chatting with ChatGPT about recipes, investing ideas, and the meaning of life. But did you know you can also use it to mildly roast you, spin wild stories about your photos, and redefine your very identity—all in the name of fun?…
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Ah, it’s that time of year again when the elusive 24-hour sickness starts making the rounds. You know the one—it creeps up on you without warning, and while you don’t have a fever and it’s not quite a full-blown stomach bug, your head feels…



