My counselor wants me to write. She wants me to write about my feelings. She doesn't have a clear understanding of the fact that my family doesn't do "feelings". Well, my momma's family that is. Daddy's family is good at them. We say "I love you" even if we've only ever been around each other … Continue reading Yoo-hoo
A weird thing happened yesterday. A friend, who is politically opposite minded from me, asked what I thought about New York State’s new abortion law. I told him I’d have to get back with him because I really had not read much about it at all. Last night I did a google search and I … Continue reading Anything but Smart
The last time I was called for jury duty, the trial was for a young man charged with a violation of Florida Statute 790.23, otherwise known as “possession of a firearm by a convicted felon”. As with any jury selection, questions are asked of each jury member. Most of the time they are basic questions, … Continue reading Amendment 4
I have a plastic backbone on my desk. It is there to remind me to have one.
I’m trying to remember turning 21. It was 1995. The Google gods say it was a Tuesday. I’m sure I didn’t do much different that Tuesday than I’d done any other previous Tuesday. One of the things I did not do, was homework. I am sure of that. Google says it was the day that … Continue reading Happy Birthday
It’s always been weird to me how being in certain places can bring back feelings that I’d long thought were pushed aside and forgotten. I always think that, but the places always prove me wrong. Time and time again. My counselor (God bless her) recently moved to a new office. It’s nice and big and … Continue reading THE POND
Now our luck may have died, and our love may be cold But with you forever I'll stay. - The Boss I couldn't find a clever introduction for this, so I'll just begin. In the past week, I've been figuratively kicked in the gut on several occasions, by strangers, and reduced to silence. For me, … Continue reading I’ll Stay. Still.
I don't remember the year, I only remember that I was at UGA. That puts it somewhere between Fall of 1994 and Summer of 1996. The school newspaper, The Red and Black, published a piece from a student. It was either a letter to the editor, or possibly an op-ed. Again, I don't remember exactly. … Continue reading We’ve Come A Long Way, Baby. Sort of….
I have to own it. I haven’t paid much attention to it this year. Which is a little messed up considering it is his last year driving. And that he has been my driver for 18 years now. The reason I started watching NASCAR. The reason I’ve got boxes full of memorabilia (“shit” as … Continue reading Never Like Junior
I've been shocked this week by the #MeToo stories as well as the non-stories. And also the non-disclosures. Because if this many people are disclosing, my mind says three times as many are not. How in the hell did "it" get to be this prominent? This normal? This expected? It is like a pandemic. Only … Continue reading #YouToo?