Mama’s Spotted Shoes
A story about the assumptions we make–and the consequences of lousy artistic skill.
Musings
A story about the assumptions we make–and the consequences of lousy artistic skill.
There’s more than meets the nose when it comes to those treacly and comfort food aromas of fall candles. Lauretta busts the conspiracy wide open
Sometimes the one nobody would place a bet on ends up the best redemption story.
Let’s get ready to RUMBLE! Third-grade style. Recess. My hulk of a nemesis is hungry for blood. And I’m about to pee down my leg–or
A very literal illustration of how life on earth–or in eternity–is merely a breath away.
It was a deeply personal honor to speak to the new GED graduates of Georgia Northwestern Technical College (you’ll understand when you watch). The standing-room-only
Enjoy this smile-inducing remembrance by his former student, Daniel Ford. Daniel went on to be the bassist of famed Southern rock band Doc Holliday. This
“He was the first punk,” says John Waters. “He was the first everything.”
We hit the streets to offer food, cold drinks, and a listening ear to our unsheltered neighbors. Three encounters stand out. I rolled with the
The nicer folks would always describe my dog Benji this way: “He’s so ugly he is cute.” That’s the Southern way of saying your dog