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Halloween

The time is upon us.  The election, you ask?  Nah.  The annual Memphis Halloween Party!  For the first time in a couple of years, my costume is one that is guaranteed to offend people.  There is a critical element to it that is only good for a couple of hours, after which my [...]

T Minus 6 Days and Counting

Look.  I am either overloaded or brain-dead.  All I am reading about is the election, and all I am inclined to talk about is the election (and maybe Alabama football).  The problem I run into while I’m perusing all of the various blogs and news articles during the day, is that I cannot possibly [...]

Snapshots: Searchlights & Floodlights

I used to write at least a poem a day, and at my most prolific, I would probably write five to ten.  Not that they were any good, mind you.  Those bolts of inspiration hit at random intervals, and, looking back, even the pieces I thought were thoughtful and poignant at the time often [...]

Sunday Stats

Time my wife and I woke up this morning:  8:00 am

Time my wife and I got out of bed:  1:00 pm  :-)

# of times my wife tickled me: 27

# of times I slapped her ass:  238

# of times I slapped her ass in public: 46

# of times she called me an “asshole”: 35

# of margaritas [...]

Alabama @ Tennessee

I cannot wait until this one is over.  On paper we should not have any problems.  But then, one could have said the same thing about Tulane or Kentucky or Ole Miss.  I hope Nick has got these guys focused. 

….

UPDATE:

Alabama 13, Tennessee 3 at halftime.

I don’t really [...]

Thought Dump (Lonely B’day Edition)

It is that time again.  Didn’t we just do this? 

Next Thursday I will grudgingly celebrate my birthday… alone.  That’s right.  My wife will be out of town on a business trip.  Not only do I have to ponder what it means to be striding ever closer to the death that awaits us [...]