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That Time My Truck Blew Up

That Time My Truck Blew Up

Yes, for a very brief period of time I owned a pickup truck.  But the universe didn’t think this was a good fit for me and decided to end the, at best, tenuous relationship. Roughly fourteen years ago, the 1988 Ford Ranger (red) and I became acquainted because of need. I needed a VERY CHEAP … Continue reading »

Theme Songs that Terrified Me as a Chld

Theme Songs that Terrified Me as a Chld

I’ve been busier than usual lately so I haven’t posted much, short of some Instagram moments here and there but I was listening to a podcast this morning and one of the panelists mentioned the theme to Unsolved Mysteries and it reminded me that, while I loved the show, the song itself terrified me! Something … Continue reading »

The Night My Mother Got Peed on at the Theatre

The Night My Mother Got Peed on at the Theatre

In 1998 I was enjoying a two-week run of Cabaret at the Clarence Brown Theatre.  This was a University production (not to be confused with the professional company on the campus of UTK) and I was excited for my mom and stepdad to see this sort of naughty, sort of sexual, very-much-in-the-vein-of the Roundabout’s Broadway revival that I was … Continue reading »

NOM & Gallagher: The Veruca Salt in our Nation’s Chocolate Factory

NOM & Gallagher: The Veruca Salt in our Nation’s Chocolate Factory

The National Organization for Marriage (trumpeted by Maggie Gallagher and Brian Brown) have become the Veruca Salt in our nation’s chocolate factory.  Gallagher wrote the following in a blog post following yesterday’s jubilation-inducing ruling that Prop 8 was unconsitutional. “In a breathtaking exercise in ill-natured illogic, a divided Ninth Circuit ruled 2-1 that because Prop 8 … Continue reading »

Huskey Cemetery

Huskey Cemetery

I saw this image on Facebook today and laughed because it churned up this filed-away  memory of driving the country roads of Tennessee with my mom. We were travelling along Highway 321, roughly ten miles beyond the entrance to my high school, in search of some sort of adventure.  I’m not entirely sure what we … Continue reading »