November 30, 2011 – 11:53 am
I spent Thanksgiving with my wife’s family in Indiana. Some of these fine Midwestern folk enjoy slipping in a joke or two about my Tennessee roots. Apparently, Southerners are racist, drink moonshine, and have crucial gaps in their education. In both the historic and more contemporary meanings of the word, Southerners aren’t â€œclassy.â€ I’ve run […]
November 22, 2011 – 1:53 pm
Like hot wings and Nicholas Cage movies, rumors are most satisfying in small quantities. Spreading one successfully requires a keen understanding of human behavior and thoughtful timing. Creativity, believability, deliverabilityâ€”these ingredients mingle to enhance a rumorâ€™s inherent potential to spread and flourish. One must lay out enough concrete details. One must sprinkle enough sensationalist glitter […]
In the fall of 2002, I was living and studying in Vienna, Austria. Like good American tourists in a European city, my classmates and I sought out the sites and attractions that the Wienersâ€”think â€œpeople living in Vienna,â€ not â€œhotdogsâ€â€”rarely visited. Think of a museum or park in your hometown. How many times have you […]
It happened either my freshman or sophomore year of college. I had driven to an area of Nashville called Bellevue to play kill my friends on Playstation 2. I sat waiting to turn left at a stoplight when I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. Perhaps fifty yards to my right, two […]
April 28, 2011 – 11:08 am
Few of my athletic achievements are worth mentioning, which Iâ€™ve mentioned several times over the past few weeks. My room wasnâ€™t cluttered with trophies, ribbons, and medals. My favorite trophy was one that my dad took home after catching a 210-pound Warsaw grouper during a fishing derby in Florida. I did have a small, unimpressive […]
April 22, 2011 – 12:45 pm
Nate Creekmore is a gu.eber. One of my favorite memories from the year that we lived together at Royal Arms Apartments in Nashville happened while we were at Wild Oats buying some groceries. A soccer mom beamed up at Nate, who is 6â€™6â€ tall, and asked, â€œDo you play basketball?â€ Nate played in high school, […]
February 11, 2011 – 6:07 pm
I didnâ€™t know that Iâ€™d asked Leah to get food on Valentineâ€™s Day. I had no clue. It had been just another Tuesday to me.
January 16, 2011 – 3:20 pm
He looks angry enough to push off the speaker off the stage or to start throwing those flag poles like javelins into the crowd.