I’m usually very quick to introduce a new girlfriend to my parents. I love my folks, and think they’re very cool people to hang out with and spend an evening drinking and eating chicken wings with. Early on, I hinted that I wanted to take Strutter out there one night and get this step over …
My weekend was packed full of busyness. Friday night, CSI-Guy and I went down to Augusta to stand around in our boots and black clothes and listen to angry industrial music. By midnight, we were both pretty exhausted, so we stuck it out until we couldn’t hold out any longer, and then headed home. (Of …
My father doesn’t actually read this, or know about its existence, but I love him tons, and thought I’d wish him a happy birthday in a way that wasn’t waking him up at midnight and screaming out my well wishes. Anyway, he turned 62 today, which is 30 years older than me… which means he …
I’ve actually been keeping up with this, but didn’t feel like sharing them all. Today I will, though they may nto be related to things that actually happened today. 1) I am thankful for my writing. Without this outlet, I would go irrevocably mad. (Not necessarily this blog. I have other writing outlets.) 2) I …
“Cowboys like smokey old pool rooms and clear mountain mornings, little warm puppies, and children, and girls of the night. And them that don’t know him won’t like him, and them that do sometimes won’t know how to take him. He ain’t wrong. He’s just different. But his pride won’t let him do things to …
It’s time to deviate from the rants and the relationship quandaries. It’s time to talk about something that will have my eyes moist by the time I’m done writing. It’s time to pay homage to one of my most admired men. Most people, when asked to name the people they most admire, will name off …