I wrote a bit last week about how much I’ve been listening to NPR lately, but I don’t think I wrote about how much smarter it’s made me feel. I’ve always been self conscious of my intellect. I know that part of it is directly related to the way I was brought up. Picture this:

It’s suppertime. Nineteen-eighty-something. Rural South Carolina. I am ( Read more... )

And it's killing me that I can't talk to Scott right now.
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I’ve just spent several minutes searching the Internet for Obama’s infomercial. I was stuck in traffic this evening while it aired, and by the time I got home it was already over. So instead of plunking myself in front of the TV to watch even more political banter, I got to go outside and play with my dog.

I’ve never paid so much to politics. I’ve ( Read more... )

I've started to realize that this is the place I want to post my writing--for now, anyway. And I can see that some of the things I will be posting here are things I don't necessarily want to share with most people. So I'll be making some private 'friends-only' entries from time to time. If you're a friend, and you want to read my senseless drivel, ( Read more... )

Today I got an email from a company in SC called Cromer’s. I don’t know why they sent me an email. It was just one of those things that happened that I can’t spend too much time questioning.

Cromer’s has been around forever. Their claim to fame is their peanuts, though when I was little they were sort of a party supply store, too. My grandma would ( Read more... )

I went to see Ivan Doing read last night. It was the first time I'd gone to a reading in I don’t know how long. And though the it wasn’t particularly good, it did get me thinking about writing, which is always a good thing. I noticed more about the author than his words. I noticed his neatly trimmed yet somehow still scraggly beard, the way his ( Read more... )

I'm really surprised it's been so long since I last wrote anything here. So much for consistency.

At any rate, I developed the bug to write tonight, and by god, I'm gonna do it.

Here's how it's all gone down in the past couple of weeks: It started when I got a Facebook page, at the insistence of a couple of friends. It didn't take long for me to get ( Read more... )

I'm not one to pride myself on my adult-like behavior.  I'm not too fond of adulthood, to tell you the truth.  Yes, I had a sometimes lousy childhood, but that doesn't mean that I should like my adult years any better.  I'm especially anti-responsibility.  And by responsibility I mean:

-working at a job just so that I can have money to pay my bills
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 I've been thinking about my grandpa a lot the past couple days.  A few nights ago I had a dream that I was shopping for a new flask to give him.  Today I got into a conversation at work--I don't know how it began--about my grandpa.  I fell into the conversation and lost track of time and became a little disconnected from the fact that I was ( Read more... )