Boycott! No wait… It began almost a month ago…a department store ONE DAY SALE! I needed a suit and purchased one in good faith. Alterations would be finished in a week, the confused sales...
Spring Maybe it is the way the gold lights up the bedroom at 7:30 AM. Maybe it is the way that work no longer feels like a nine-hour chore and instead feels like nine...
Shutterbug with a Blog So, I got a digital camera. After months of searching, I decided on the one I liked in the beginning…an Olympus D-510….just like Su’s. Above are a couple of my...
Giving Up the Ghosts It was 2AM before I could even consider sleep. When my exhausted head finally let me drift off, I no longer saw his face. That smiling Tyus Edney is no...
Seven years ain’t that long The young men who will play the game tonight in San Jose (10:15pm EST) were junior high or high school students when two other teams established the importance of...
When the wind won’t blow… …there ain’t much to distract me. The house won’t stink, the dog won’t bark, and the wife won’t redecorate. It’s a little after midnight and the rain is falling...
Privacy Sitting in the back of the dirty bar is a table full of smiling people. They have hats pulled down over their eyes and bottles pulled up their lips. They are sitting close...
Black Tie Optional I opted to wear a silver tie. I wasn’t about to rent or buy a tux. A co-worker had given my wife and I the $120-a-plate tickets for the American Diabetes...
Sheep’s got the Moo If you mix one part madness with two parts Woo…you’ve got the Moo. I admit…I was skeptical about the appeal of having first and second round tournament games in town....
Madness and the Modern Man My brackets are in about six pieces. I can’t see straight. What’s worse, my town has the madness and it’s turning into malevolence. The NCAA Tourament invaded Greenville this...
Value The man’s head reflected the bar’s dim light He announced his name over the small PA system. “I’m the Fat White Boy and you’re at Johnny’s Beanery,” he said across a small bar...
Pear Boy The mustard-based BBQ sauce dripped through my fingers and onto a plate full of slaw-droppings and baked beans. I’m sure the sauce was collecting in the corner of my mouth. I might...
Numb Noodle My think-noodle grew numb about five years ago. That was about the time I started waking up with the rest of the world instead of the rest of the drunks. When I...
Leaving the building Elvis is finally calling it quits. Not one moment too soon as far as I’m concerned. In the last year or so, I’ve had no emotional attachment to the quarterback of...
