Bill handed me this thing yesterday. It reminds me a little of the venereal disease I picked up on the stairwell of the Music City Mix Factory several years ago, right before the bouncer kicked me out and told me to “get a room,” which I followed with a “get […]
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My favorite age: 17. I had a new car I’d bought with scholarship money, a bedroom window only a few feet above the ground, and the belief that I knew, and could accomplish, anything. My best friend: Pretty Bride. My celebrity crush: The lead singer of Poison, until I learned […]
Today I received an email from my uncle, who lives in Birmingham, Alabama; he quit IT consulting not too long ago to pursue a new career in teaching (a benefit of living in a paid off house): Just thought I would relate a funny thing I noticed yesterday. As you […]
Pretty Bride called me at work Friday (something she hasn’t done in recent memory) with important news: Toddler had shat in the potty. I know, readers who aren’t parents could give a rat’s ass, but those of us who change diapers daily and look at an increasingly large belly each […]
