The truth is I was early. By like thirty five minutes. So the fact that I was left waiting isn’t anyone’s fault but an eager junior airline pilot and maybe a tailwind screaming out of the Southeast. Hey, I was in the Southeast and I was screaming to get out of there too. Ha ha… Continue reading This is What Dogs Feel Like at the Pound
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A (Not-So) Fond Memory of the Little White Coat
I broke my arm while skateboarding as a teen. The initial fall, at the world famous Upland Pipeline skatepark (albeit in one of the small pools), wasn’t painful. It was just, well…shocking. I dropped into the pool and my board came out from underneath, sending me flying backward. I did what most people would do… Continue reading A (Not-So) Fond Memory of the Little White Coat
Oh Ye, Oh Ye, Oh Ye | The World Needs More Town Criers
I’m pretty much easily amused. Seriously. For any of you three readers out there who also happen to follow me on Instagram (or Twitter or Facebook for that matter) you will by now already know that I was firefly (or as I was repeatedly corrected “lightning bug”) hunting last night to no avail. Instead, I… Continue reading Oh Ye, Oh Ye, Oh Ye | The World Needs More Town Criers
Don’t Sweat the Small Stuff | A Tale of Southern Humidity
I’m in the south where, seriously, the humidity is a problem. I mean, come on. It’s like this all summer? Wow. How do you do it? Yes, you. I’m talking to you. Reader #3. Sitting there. Sweating. And maybe drinking some sweet tea. So maybe the South isn’t all bad. Which, actually, I’ve found it… Continue reading Don’t Sweat the Small Stuff | A Tale of Southern Humidity
Attitudes Are Contagious. Is Yours Worth Catching?
I’ve recently found myself speaking with people whose lives have been invaded by despair. Real despair. The kind that magnifies that feeling of emptiness in your stomach. The kind of despair that makes people feel like hope is lost, or at the very least that the end of the tunnel can’t yet be seen. It… Continue reading Attitudes Are Contagious. Is Yours Worth Catching?
Welcome to People 101: Observations from the ATL
I’ve got to be honest with you, I enjoy people watching. I mean, really, who doesn’t? But I could do it as a profession. You know, mosey up to the tree with lunch pail in hand, “Hi Sam, Hi Ralph” my co-worker, clock in, then sit on the pasture and watch the sheep. Looney Tunes… Continue reading Welcome to People 101: Observations from the ATL
Start Your Weekend with The Daily Good
Happy Friday! I'd thought I'd end this week on a positive note. I got a little irked this morning and had originally written a long rant about this and that. But then I decided that wasn't how I wanted to leave everyone for the weekend. Happy is better, right? I think so too, so instead… Continue reading Start Your Weekend with The Daily Good
Confessions of a Closet Snob
Hi there. My name is Snobby Snoberton…I must confess, I’m a snob. I think I’m a closet snob, but in reality I’m out there baby. WAY OUT there…Let’s begin at the beginning, shall we?First, I’m a coffee snob. But not in the way you might think. I drink drip, indulge in espresso and will occasionally patronize… Continue reading Confessions of a Closet Snob
Hope Is a Gift You Must Give Yourself
On two separate occasions Sunday I got emotionally distressing news from dear friends. And though I can offer my love, sympathy or advice, the truth remains that I can’t really offer the one thing I wish I could. Hope. Hope is truly a gift you must give to yourself. There are outside resources that can… Continue reading Hope Is a Gift You Must Give Yourself
Cry Havoc and Let Slip the Dogs of War!
ATTENTION! Alright rookies…Did you hear that? I did! And I was asleep, under the bed and dreaming. Of cars. I was an entire hallway and one closed door away but I still heard it. Learn the sound! A heavy thud, an uneven cadence, the swoosh of polyester on polyester. They’re cheap fabrics, soldiers! You’d think… Continue reading Cry Havoc and Let Slip the Dogs of War!
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