Author: Brad Willis

I like to end the week on a high note. For this week, it appears that’s going to require more than a good attitude. I’m three days behind on work. I’m a week behind...

With each passing year, the Valentines Day expectations around Mt. Otis get smaller and smaller. Mrs. Otis respects my disdain for the holiday. I humor her attempts to make it relevant. This year, we...

I didn’t weigh in on the Boston-Cartoon Network thing for a number of reasons. One, I don’t live in Boston. Two, I don’t watch the cartoon network. Three, well, I was lazy. At the...

I wasn’t going to admit it. In the current media climate, it seemed unseemly. Simply mentioning it is sure to draw photographers and nosy reporters to my front door. Worse, it stands to adversely...

There are days that I’m not even sure I’m awake. Hell, there are weeks like that. Time goes by so fast that it seems impossible that I’m living the same life as everybody else....

Television news is not a glamorous business. It’s cheap, it’s tiring, and it makes you old before you’re supposed to be. It’s not what you see in movies. It’s not romantic, dangerous, and sexy....

There was a time in my life that I didn’t go. When I was a kid, it was something that happened on a regular basis. Then, in my teenage years, I stopped going completely....

There are some actors I seek out. There are actors that serve as the only reason I watch a film. There are some actors who are so consistent that, regardless of how good or...

Hellstorm Carolina did not hit as hard as predicted. That left me with a mental cocktail of “Go figure” and “You’re fucking kidding me!” However, to those of you who teased me for fearing...

I’m not a good person. I’m selfish. I’m hedonistic. I’m undisciplined. I have no faith I will get any better before I die. The other night, as my wife and I sat at a...

I don’t believe the weather-guessers. I don’t really believe that I will face winter apocalypse in the morning. I don’t really believe that I’m going to have to spend any time without power or...

It began with a discussion about where we’d put our Charlie Brown Christmas Tree. The wife wanted to break from tradition and move the tree to a different corner of our living room. This...

Midway through the show, I decided I wanted to write a review of the Bottle Rockets’ gig in Greenville, South Carolina. Otis Gibbs, the guy who opened, blew me away and I thought I...

Many of my friends, also readers of this stagnant pool of paeans, often chide me for references to my time in college. I recall a night not too long ago when one said, “Ah,...