Friday Mental Massage: The hits keep on coming edition
We haven’t done a Friday Mental Massage in some time, so let’s pound one out–primarily because I’m in desperate need of a real massage. I tweaked something in my neck/back six days ago. On...
Author: Brad Willis
Much ado about a monkey
Sean Delonas should be embarrassed. The New York Post editorial cartoonist has become a target of people like Rev. Al Sharpton and CNN’s Roland Martin for the cartoon you see below. Delonas and the...
At ease, soldier
I had a number of things I wanted to write about today, but nothing seems more important than this. My buddy Daly is now officially at ease. That’s him today with his discharge papers....
Don’t buy it. Make it. Part 2
Busy, busy over here, so here’s just a quick follow-up to a post from last week. After posting about the food you should make at home rather than buying it at a store, my...
When you gonna put the paint on my belly?
Katie looked at me and pulled out her tools. I looked back and remembered I hadn’t worn my wedding ring. I felt guilty as the blond, taut woman put her hand on my arm...
Friday in Mt. Pleasant
For the first time in many years, I am back in a courtroom. At one time I covered killers and other scoundrals. Today, I am watching the trial of five men accused of violating...
She showed me her no-penis
If you had asked me what I hoped to be doing the first time my son announced he had seen a hoo-haw, I would’ve said “cooking bacon.” Men are men around bacon. I knew...
Don’t buy it. Make it.
A few of Christmas Eve’s past, I was at my folks’ house in Missouri. Mom and the aunts had prepared a giant spread for the appropriately giant family. My mom had spent the day...
LazyWeb thanks and yet another question
Despite not being officially on the road this week, I am road-busy. I have two or three irons in the fire. Add that to my normal workload and a quick trip at week’s end,...
Deja true
I have a hard time believing in the supernatural. I’m a literalist turned existentialist turned fatalist turned optimist. I find it easier to be part of the -mist than a -list. You understand, I’m...
Prelude to a post
I am not crazy, or at least that kind of crazy. A post is on the way, though maybe not for a day or two. Maybe not at all if I decide you all...
Gualter’s grip
The Hollywood Pub sits less than a city block from the Pacific Ocean in Vina del Mar, Chile. It’s a cramped, shotgun building with orange highlights and iconic Tinsel Town photos on the wall....
Working from home not working
“I don’t know how you do it.” That’s what most people say when I tell them I work from home. Their eyes get even wider when they see the size of my house. It’s...
Spread this
Yesterday, somebody I know told me, “One of my friends just sent me an e-mail saying the Greenville Police are now writing tickets, even if you are going less than 5 miles per hour...