Truth Check: Troglodyte It’s a case of “I can call my girlfriend a bitch, but you cannot.” Normally I don’t use this forum to discuss political issues in my adopted home state. However, this...
The Speech Each day I stand in front of thousands of people and tell them things I think they need to know. I speak for two to four minutes and end with the unspoken...
The Focal Point Airborne electricty fried my TV. One minute it was on. The next it was not. I wept for a few seconds. Then I decided never to watch television again. It all...
On the mend “I’m going to try to put you somewhere between the scene and the sun.” Maybe it was the cold medicine. Maybe it was the altitude. But that phrase seemed like poetry...
Inebriated at work The reason I don’t take medicine during my regular daily life is that it typically makes me feel a lot like I feel at 2am on a Saturday morning after a...
Revolt I opened the fridge and noticed that the leftovers had formed an off-Broadway version of “Annie Get Your Gun.” The rotting chicken was playing Buffalo Bill. I think Tom Wopat might have been...
Clockwork The calendar pages have flipped by like a time-lapsed scene of an old Western. I hadn’t seen some of the guys in several years. They’ve had kids. They’ve been married and divorced. They’ve...
The touch, the feel of Otis Open your door and breath in the tailgate weather. It’s the smell of early-morning beer-drinking, brats on the grill, the pigskin flying through dewy air. It’s the sound...
Inflate this Not much time for good writing here so I’l keep my seathing to a minimum. While working on a highly technical investigative story on South Carolina education funding I found myself using...
Pride It was dark as we made our way through a lake of hippies. The scents of ultra-content people rose above the soccer-field-turned-campground. All around us, drums tripped and popped, smoke drifted through the...
Friday Fun-Licking My colleagues were understandably confused. I bounded into the office with this phrase: “Get ready for some Friday fun-licking!” The lady who sits next to me gave me a half-curious look over...
Square pegs I’m sure the guy’s company had a name. I’m sure he had a name. We never knew either of them. We simply called him the Ding-Ding man. That was the sound his...
The Return of Ju-Ju The heat slithered into our air a few weeks ago and its been giving us the ol’ what-for for the better part of that time. Sweat is wrinkling our shirts....
