Monthly Archives: April 2014

The Alligator

The alligator walked slowly into the garage; he must have been seven-feet long if an inch. He lumbered slowly through the open garage door and toward the stairs. I picked up a broom and tried to shoo him away but … Continue reading

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MRBA Free-For-All

Happy Earth Day! It’s hard to believe April is screaming past us as the speed of sound. Spent some time under the oak yesterday, pondering the future and planning for a better one.

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The Late Arrival

We interrupt this broadcast to bring you the following news bulletin. Flight 903 has disappeared in route from New York to Paris. All 53 passengers and crew are feared lost.  Lighting danced erratically from cloud top to cloud top.  It … Continue reading

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Lucky 13: Thirteen years ago today my life changed for the good

It had been a long day. Mississippians were voting on the State Flag– and somehow I was getting their angry phone calls. It was a hate-a-thon dripping with pissed-off anger.  People were mad. And I was their piñata. Lucky me. … Continue reading

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The Election

His icy blue eyes burned with the passion of a true believer as he stood on the old house’s front porch.  Knock. Knock. Knock. His knuckles burned as he rapped on the brown oak door.  Nothing. He knocked again. The … Continue reading

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MRBA Free-For-All

I’d say to stay dry, but I’m not sure it is totally possible. Here’s a photo from Saturday when it wasn’t raining like mad.

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MRBA Free-For-All

Hope you’ve dried out. It was quite wet around these parts on Sunday.

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My secret weapon

The sheets were warm and the pillow was cool.  Pip the dog gently snored as she pressed up against me. I opened my left eye and saw  that my alarm clock was one minute from blaring. I was so tired … Continue reading

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The wisdom of a son

Nearly 14 years ago, he came into this world. I figured If I survived y2K, I could survive a baby boy. I was wrong. I had no idea how to raise a child. I am the youngest child and never … Continue reading

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The Most Dangerous Zone in the World

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