Artist Brian Olsen tangles me up
From the files of, “Wow, that was neat…” It was a beautiful, albeit very warm, day here in Greenville. We made the best of it by starting at the Saturday Market (came home with...
Author: Brad Willis
The gates of Tornado Alley
My grandparents are country folk, so it was no surprise when they moved from their little home in Springfield, Missouri to an old country community outside of Miller. It sits on the edge of...
Friday Mental Massage: The cataclysmic edition
It’s been a while since we enjoyed a Friday Mental Massage. Because I am as unfocused as I can possibly be right now, it seems like a good time to work out the noodle...
John Ludwig: Murderer?
John Ludwig probably expected to be in some amount of trouble when he stepped out of his crumpled Maserti. He probably figured he was in for a tough year when he realized he’d just...
John Ludwig, a flying Maserati, and a dead man
John Ludwig is screwed. Or John Ludwig is not nearly as screwed as he could be. It all depends on what happens when two of the best known legal eagles, Bob Ariail and Billy...
There’s an app for that
When the wife went into labor with the boy nearly five years ago, we sat looking at a clock. We held a pen and paper in our hands and recorded each contraction like the...
Highway 29 revisited
U.S. 29 didn’t start as a backwater back road. It didn’t birth itself as a place that looked like it came straight from Dante’s mind and landed in an Anderson County, SC cow pasture....
Endorse this
There’s a very important class that famous people take. You probably don’t know about it because you have to be famous before you’re allowed in the Circle of Lust. I only know about it...
Mmmm, bacon
It’s comfort food week on Mt. Otis. I made an old school taco salad last night–really traditional, uninventive, and awesome beyond words. Near the end of the prep work, I almost went avant-garde. I...
Charity Worley killed with pipe
I have a hard time deciding which is scarier. Is it the possibility that someone unknown to Charity Worley stalked her, laid in wait, and then beat her to death with a pipe outside...
Twitter, Facebook, and biscuits
My grandparents live on a county road in southwest Missouri. My great uncle lives just behind them, just across a dirt road. My mom’s cousin lives a couple of places down. When we buried...
Two men out of control
It seems even fate is working with furloughs these days. With no time to spare at April’s end, justice was efficient this week in Upstate South Carolina. Rather than draw out judicial proceedings for...
The superpancho
Our lungs had not yet been fully coated with the smoke of 500 chain smoking, leather-faced Argentinian gamblers. The middle aged women looked like their makeovers came courtesy of Rawlings after the catchers mitts...