Everyone I know has been talking about Bucket Lists since the movie of the same name came out in 2007. As if the concept of a ist of goals was new, everyone seemed to be obsessed with their own “bucket lists.” But I’ve had one for as long as I can remember, if by another name. Bob Alexander…
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Note: Way back in its heyday, this blog got about 400,000 independent readers and 250,000 page views a month. My resolution for this year is to write more, write often and to exceed those numbers. Wish me luck! -md January 1, 2011 I woke up this morning with a hacking cough. I guess I earned…
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Or: Tip? I got your tip right here! I lunched just the other day with a friend at a local buffet that also provides a la carte service. I’ve frequented this establishment since it first opened and was, in fact, the very first paying customer through the door on the day it opened. Which is…
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In Response to this editorial. Dear Mr. Murphy, Please forgive my intrusion into your workday. I know how difficult it must be for you to answer emails from the boonies while living the Big City Life in Denver, Colorado, population, 2.5 million and change. We here in Monroe, Louisiana, population 46,500 or so, barely know…
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Or: The Perils of Blogs as a Source of Fact. I very rarely post anything to this blog that isn’t a reflection of events in my life, those happenings that are a firsthand experience. As a recovering journalist, I try to avoid speculative posts and rumor-repeating on my blog. Call it a holdover from when…
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I live in the most magical place on earth. Ask any Southerner and they will say some variation of the above statement with pride bordering on nostalgia. Am I proud of all things Southern? Not at all. There is a lot to be improved upon in my little corner of the globe. Yet, as a…
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Today is the day those of us who live in the United States come together around the dinner table and eat ourselves into the oblivious bliss of nausea before migrating en masse to the sofas and easy chairs and bean bags for football — or as some of us might call it, an afternoon nap.…
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Or: No really. Please don’t go there. Most of my friends will tell you I’m a man of very strong opinions. Sometimes, the passion of my opinion gets carried away and the result is not pretty. At other times, a well-reasoned defense of a particular position has been known to change more than a few…
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Or: Moving coffins on Labor Day. In addition to my books and to a sometimes-thriving marketing consulting business, I’ve worked as a journalist for the last 9 years. Sometimes full-time, sometimes part-time, but always writing for periodical publications. Most recently, my publisher promoted me to co-editor of a weekly newspaper. It’s a job I enjoy.…
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Or: The things I can do to a chicken. Résumé Razors pain you Rivers are damp Acids stain you And drugs cause cramp Guns aren’t lawful Nooses give Gas smells awful You might as well live. Dorothy Parker About a week ago, I spent some time on the patio of a dear friend, enjoying good…
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