The Best of BoCoMo live music 2008
Somewhere in the neighborhood of 17 years ago, I met a guy named Aaron. He was one of–if not the very first–person I spoke to on the University of Missouri college campus. He was...
Category: Recreation
The voice behind the Charity Worley 911 call
Linda Casey is in agony. She’s been that way for nearly a month and she can’t bear to listen to her own pain. She’s tried so many times, but has made it all the...
Plugged in
I’ve been home since Tuesday. My bags are not unpacked. This and the fact my wife did the laundry before we left for home makes packing for my flight tomorrow a lot easier. It’s...
Now with an ascot!
Saturday night, I grabbed my iPod and set about chopping up onions and jalapenos while listening to a friend tell me stories. He told me one take about an evil Eastern European woman who...
Getting sharp
I have the old man and Ikea to thank for getting my mise right back en place. The old man sits in the back of a family hardware store on Augusta. He comes in...
911 calls and the media
Updated to include comments from WSPA news director Charity Worley told her family she was going outside to warm up her car. It was 6:30 in the morning in the North Carolina mountains around...
The 500 Club Redux
Quite a few of you submitted your choices for your own personal 500 Club, so I guess it’s only fair that I pass on the original list. You can click on the link to...
The 500 Club
Admittedly, we’d had a couple of cocktails. After a gathering of friends for a neighborhood Christmas parade last night, G-Rob, T and I went out for a bite of sushi and a few drinks....
Pardon our mess
Last summer, the family and I drove up the mountain to Caesars Head. It’s little more than an outcropping of rock in Blue Ridge Mountains that looks vaguely like a face, but it’s a...
Friday Mental Massage: The big purge
After three days of near-constant downpours, the sun has come out over G-Vegas. The sky is blue, the air is cool, and it feels exactly as a South Carolina December should. As you might...
Rear cover in Mexico
I yelled a phrase that can be reduced to a three letter acronym and I wouldn’t say in front of my mother. I said it loud enough that it actually made my head hurt...
XM-Sirius merger outlaws alt-country
I was a kid when Springfield, Missouri’s Rock 99 changed its format to adult contemporary. I sat in my younger brother’s room and looked at what we called a jam box. Even then, at...
Russ Brown, a lucky path to cross
Several years ago (and that several is getting to be more than I’d like) I ran into a guy named Russ Brown. We were both part of a blogging and poker scene. I came...
Busted
The foyer of the Greenville Secret Service office was smaller than a decent walk-in closet. A pretty blond sat behind bullet proof glass stuffing envelopes and promising that somebody would be with me in...