Home of Brad Willis: writer, traveler, and suburban warrior
“Schadenfreude is the greatest joy.” Americans, perhaps, caught on late to the concept of schadenfreude. We arrived so deep into the game of reveling in others’ misery that we who speak English don’t even...
“We’re not voting for inspirational-speaker-in-chief.” –CJ, in the comments to Of best chances The people who don’t want Barack Obama to be President of the United States are united in their message: He has...
I do not talk about a lot of things with people I care about. I avoid confrontation at most times and it takes a lot to push me to the point at which I...
“I don’t want this to sound as morbid as it will,” I said to my wife. We were one of less than a dozen people in a bar as a long-haired country singer named...
I couldn’t get comfortable. Something was wrong. We crossed Lake Pochatrain and my wife pointed out how bad the railraod bridge looked. I was dealing with spitting rain, bad traffic, and a bad case...
Scroll down for updates. ANDERSON COUNTY, SC–Interstate 85, the major artery that runs from Atlanta, GA, through Upstate, South Carolina, and into to the northern reaches of the Southeast is a wet mess today....
It’s been nearly three months since Greenville County’s top lawman said what most people already suspected: “Amanda Smith is responsible for the death of her son.” With those words, Sheriff Steve Loftis prepared the...
The arrest of Gary Michael Hilton for the alleged murder of Georgia hiker Meredith Emerson should not have brought back any memories for me. However, now that investigators are connecting Hilton to the murder...
The following is a transcript of the Tom Cruise Scientology Indoctrination Video that circulated on You Tube and various blogs this week. Reports say the Church of Scientology issued takedown orders to sites that...
Pardon the moment of fiction… Rocky’s ass hurt. He realized this at irregular intervals between drinking beer in big gulps and chain smoking the cheap cigarettes he bought at the bodega on Second Street....
I’ll admit, my first and final post from the Bahamas was a bit bleak. It was one of those times when I should’ve just hit delete and waited until I got home. However, I...
It’s nearly 2am in Nassau. I’m sitting in a room full of poker players. Fifty yards away, poker’s version of soccer hooligans are chanting. They’re fueled by a multi-rum drink and the local beer,...
I struggled with whether to do a retrospective, a best-of, or a “State of the Otis” post to end the year. Because I’ve already written a 2500-word retrospective for another site and I’m feeling...
I was a good daddy. I only drank three beers while assembling the Thomas the Tank Engine Trundle Table. I was in bed by 11:30 and asleep by 12:30. Still, the boy’s early rising...