What I need today
Busy day here on Mt. Otis. It’s the Misuss’ birthday weekend, not to mention the time scheduled for a fairly major home improvement project. The weekend project is about 40% finished with one day...
Author: Brad Willis
I know who I am!
I am often described as self-deprecating, self-loathing, and self-abusive. I cannot deny these assertions, because I am one more thing. I am also self-aware. I know who I am. Show me the naked silhouette...
My youth for sale
In the summer of 1994, I was a waiter at a place called El Chico. I was a good–if very clumsy–waiter. The tyrannical manager, a 40-something woman who needed desperately to get laid or...
Baby Daddy
My wife walked in the door. I said what I normally say before getting up from my comfortable chair. “Hey, baby. You need any help?” She’s always carrying something. Groceries. A sleeping kid. The...
Otis, the Lime Tosser
What did I do in Las Vegas for entertainment? See a show? Go to a club? Helicopter flight over the Grand Canyon? Nope, I took fifteen minutes at the end of most nights to...
The G-woman did it
I know that there were several of you who were interested in the case of the vacationing FBI agent who was robbed by a couple of out-of-state thugs. Well, there is finally something that...
Front row
There used to be a day when I didn’t have very much money. By that, I mean if there was any money left over after paying bills and eating, it was usually enough to...
Guns, Ammo, Bridal Registry
What you see below is an un-doctored picture taken by my brother just outside Union, Missouri. I don’t think it needs any further comment from me. You, however, are more than welcome to hit...
One second
I slammed on the brakes and came to a hard stop in the middle of Chick Springs Road. I was sweating from four miles of semi-hiking through some park trails. My iPod was blaring...
Insight into my frustration
If I’ve seemed a little frustrated over the past couple of years, I apologize. I get that way sometimes. While I’m an emotional guy, I’m also rational to a fault and base a majority...
Go crazy with me
Pretend we’ve just had six beers apiece. Pretend we’re sitting in a bar where you can actually hear me talk and the only one interrupting us is the bartender, and he only wants to...
When the grass is just fine
A couple of weeks ago, I stood in the lobby of the Palms Hotel and Casino and pretended I was a big shot for a little while. Somebody hung an All-Access pass around my...
How I spent my summer “vacation”
“Oh, it must be so exciting!” That’s what people say when I tell them I spent my summer in Las Vegas. “You must use Tower Loan to be able to afford that?!” That’s what...
Wherein I squeal like a pig
Along Highway 76, better known as Longcreek Highway, there sits a bridge that goes nowhere. It’s covered in kudzu and branches out from the main asphalt in such a way that even a first-time...