Cue the hand Anyone who watches the movie “Carrie” is a liar if they tell you they didn’t wet themselves in the closing scene when the hand shoots up from the soil. Of course,...
Knock, knock The sun always pushed through the mini-blinds to early for my taste. In the summer after my first year in college, I slept late as often as possible. I’d bury myself under...
American music So, tonight as I fed my kid and worked him up for a good night’s rest, I found myself shackled to the couch watching the Radio Music Awards. I’m embarassed for us...
LEAF, Fall 2004, Part Three Saturday Night I had spent the greater part of the morning collecting firewood from a nearby stand of trees. I was proud of myself, walking around with a He-Man-worthy...
LEAF, Fall 2004. Part 2 (Part 1 can be found below) Saturday–Daytime Early birds get the breakfast burritoes. Fortunately, my 2am bed time made for an early rise. Tent City in the morning, even...
LEAF, Fall 2004, Pt. 1 For ten days, we watched the weather report, picking our favorite weather web sites based on the most positive forecast for Black Mountain, NC. By late in the week...
Back, back I’m back from the mountain with some fun stories to tell. Unfortunately, my head is wrapped in three days of silliness and I don’t trust my writing right now. So, a full...
Gone, gone It’s that time of year again. I’m out in search of my head. I usually find it on a mountain in Western North Carolina, so that’s where I’m going tomorrow. It was...
Otis’ head, in two parts I gotta get out. My cube is too small. I’ve made it smaller by inserting earphones in my head and shutting out the din of the office. Occasionally I’ll...
Don’t go away mad, or I just might try to be funny I was tired. I’d stayed up too late the night before and wanted to hit the sack early. There remained, however, one...
Mailbag Mambo, or, a collection of digressions disguised as a theme “You are truly hell bent on inspiring me to do something stupid.” –Friend of Otis (FOO) The intersection of East North Street and...
Hear me roar…or, at least, shout a little When I got into work today, two e-mails sat stewing in my inbox. I like e-mail. It’s like a little ether-gift to people who don’t like...
