Cook: Do they make green manhole covers?
We don't need another downtown hotel like the one being planned at the end of the Walnut Street Bridge.
David Cook: The meaning of Weston Wamp
The day after he turned 25, and thereby old enough to run for Congress, Weston Wamp stood on the second floor of the Hunter Museum of American Art, staring at one of the most recognizable images in all of American photography.
David Cook: The best teachers in U.S.
Think of the best teacher you ever had.
Cook: Happy Mother’s Day to Cierra Lee
Cierra Lee, 18, and acting like she's 20 years older, is one of the top students in Hamilton County, graduating Saturday from Howard School of Academics and Technology with a 3.12 GPA and the early résumé of someone going far in life.
Cook: Kinkade, the painter of light, meets ‘The Scream’
Edvard Munch's "The Scream" sold last week at Sotheby's to an anonymous buyer for just shy of $120 million, making the painting -- already one of the most recognized in the world -- the most expensive ever sold at auction.
Cook: Sticks and stones may break my votes
At a time when our faith in democracy needs a heart transplant, when elected representatives need to send the message to voters that they are as pure and trustworthy as Girl Scouts, when citizens are up to their eyeballs in frustration and distrust, we get drop-kicked once again.
Cook: So is Chattanooga a city that’s hip?
Happy 20th birthday to the Tennessee Aquarium. Without you, our city would not be what it is today. If you were a person, we'd paint your portrait and ask you to run for office.
Cook: Bidding on a Porsche at the dusty orchestra
Her name is Porsche, and she is pregnant, big-boned and beautiful.
Cook: Mayoral stance on Bessie Smith Strut
"The mayor needs to be at the front of the Strut, holding a turkey leg and drinking a tallboy. He needs to be right in the front of it, dancing and having a good time.
Cook: Read this column, win a free chicken
The American food industry is like the plate-spinning guy on "The Ed Sullivan Show." For so long, the plates have been spinning on poles high out of our reach -- marvelously, effortlessly -- and we all cheered and loved it.