Let's just say that last week I lucked into some tickets and VIP passes to see The Avett Brothers at the Word of South festival here in Tallahassee. To say I was excited would be the understatement of the century. I adore them. And I freely admit that it is only due to a CMT … Continue reading Lost Wallets, Cheese Fries, Banjos, and Sobriety: My Evening out with The Avett Brothers
The article is likely no longer on Yahoo for viewing. Not sure. Clearly, I was cranked up about this one though. Last week, Yahoo! Sports released piece written by Kristin Watt, who is described as a contributing columnist and Law School graduate. No doubt, she is an intelligent person. http://sports.yahoo.com/news/isaiah-crowell-other-university-georgia-football-players-arrested-030700101--ncaaf.html The article is straightforward and … Continue reading UGA Football Rants from 7/5/2012: This subject always pissed me off.
Haha. This one is from a "training" I attended at my former job. I worked with the State Child Support Agency for twelve years. We got a new system and let's just say, things were slow going....not sure if it's all better now, but I clearly was NOT impressed with my "training". … Continue reading Journal Entry from December 2011: Training Day
I just read Andrew O’Hagan’s blog post on giving up drinking in the 12/7 NYT Magazine, and felt as though I had stumbled across the lost Library of Alexandria. The man said everything that I have felt for the past four months and five days. Everything I have been looking for, as far as my … Continue reading When Your True Love is also Your Worst Enemy
It is but on a rare occasion that I will not make a joke about a tragedy. It is one of my flaws, I suppose. I say something woefully inappropriate at just the wrong time and to just the right number of people. This morning, I found myself in a peculiar situation. It was no … Continue reading It’s Different When It Happens On Your Street
“Have you lost your damned mind Martha Jane?!” These words rang from many mouths in April of 1990 when word spread throughout the family that my mom had decided to allow me to travel to Panama City Beach with two older softball teammates. For the sake of anonymity and to protect the identity of the … Continue reading The High Life: My First Spring Break Journey to Panama City