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Dammit…

I just spent a long time writing my first blog post in a while where I ranted for about 1500 words, and the words were flying from my fingertips like flies from a hog farm. The prose was pure genius as I lambasted my target. Then, I got 3/5ths of the way through a brilliant closing paragraph when I stopped and re-read what I’d just written, … Read More Dammit…

The Day I Accidentally Covered Up A Tiny Bit of My White Privilege

The past few days, I’ve been mulling over what to write, and my thoughts always returned to the tragedy at Charlottesville. I couldn’t quite figure out what to say, and this evening, I was flicking down my Facebook feed when I saw my neighbor, Kim Tarver, posted something profound on the subject.  Now, with her permission, I am reposting her words here. 

Those pesky kids…

In vino veritas… I was having a progressively deeper conversation with a buddy the other night at $3 beer night at the local minor league ballpark. As we doled out solutions to most of the world’s problems, the subject came up of how kids view others who are different from themselves whether it be a physical, mental, or learning disability, socioeconomic status, or what have you.

Y’all ain’t gonna believe this.

I’m sitting on the porch enjoying my after dinner cigar, and it feels magically delicious out here today. You can still see the humidity, but the temperature is quite pleasant (as I sit in front of a turbo power industrial cage fan blowing hard enough to move the leaves on the tree across the yard.) The overall point is that, unlike yesterday, I’m outside, … Read More Y’all ain’t gonna believe this.

I ain’t got no…

…motivation. Global warming is real, folks. It’s sucked every last drop of energy from me.  This summer more than any before has rendered me a melted blob of ugh. How are we supposed to survive in this world where we need to wear a dehumidifier mask every time we venture outside, and the very real risk of heat stroke exists just for opening the door for the UPS delivery man … Read More I ain’t got no…

Paralyzed

On the way home from work one day 10 years or so ago, I decided to pick up a burger for supper, so I drove through the new Dairy Queen and grabbed a cheeseburger value meal with a root beer. I’m a fan of DQ’s cheeseburgers because they’re super cheesy, and they don’t force me to pick off a salad’s worth of soggy vegetables before I take my first … Read More Paralyzed

They bit for a while

I took a break from everything Saturday and spent the day at the farm doing a bunch of not much. Before lunch, mom and dad scurried around picking vegetables, hoeing, and fertilizing the garden- which is looking pretty good so far this year.

Good porches make good neighbors

When driving out of the neighborhood in Brandon the other morning, I noticed something about the houses. None of them had front porches large enough to serve any purpose other than keeping a visitor dry during a rain event while waiting on an occupant of the house to answer the door. The porches were certainly not large enough to relax or entertain guests on. … Read More Good porches make good neighbors

Time is winding down

There are only a few days left until the donation window closes for the 2017 MDA Muscle Walk. This has been my first foray into fundraising, and I have to say it’s not easy. I’ve spent a lot of time shaking the trees, hoping something would fall out.

Smokin!

My house in Vicksburg is for sale and I’ve got contractors going in and out refinishing, painting, fixing, sprucing, trimming, replacing, and cleaning everything I can think of and/or afford in hopes of making the house nicer than it ever was while I lived in it so that someone will walk in the door and beg me to let them pay me a trainload … Read More Smokin!

Narcos happened

I chatted Friday morning with a coworker who emigrated from Colombia about 20 years ago as a young adult. We were having just your regular old chit chat, nothing special, coworker-type conversation that many of you also had, I’m sure. Then, for some reason, I asked if she’d seen the Netflix series Narcos and if it was an accurate portrayal of what life was like in Bogota during the reign … Read More Narcos happened

I’m told somebody loves everybody

This morning, at the best church in a 250-mile radius, my super groovy priest, Father Chuck, announced my MDA event that’s coming up at the end of next month after so graciously offering to last week. (Humorous side note: He officiated my marriage and spilled the communion wine in his car on the way to the ceremony.)