Sometimes you just have to follow the signs, and five of them ganged up to point me here. To start with, for whatever reason, I’ve heard Johnny Cash’s recording of “A Boy Named Sue” a [...]
You Have to See the Humor in It
Passwords and Pocketknives
Lately, passwords have got me thinking about a character in my novel South of Little Rock. Some folks thought he was too old to do his job and he ought to just retire, find a good [...]
It Must Have Been Vicki
I know that a lot of people, maybe most, lose socks for reasons they can’t explain, and that from time to time they misplace TV remotes, keys, sunglasses, and other things despite having designated places [...]
What Are You Going to Do about the Mummies?
We all get surprises in our lives. Some good. Some bad. And some downright weird. When you’re about to start a new job and you get a surprise that’s 2,000 or more years old, you [...]
The Trouble with Playing around Septic Tanks
He warned me. I give him that. And he didn’t punish me, and I was grateful for that. I still have a scar from the experience, though. I see it every time I eat, wash [...]
Get Away from Me, Jolly
A while back in a blog post about eating squirrels when growing up in southern Arkansas, I mentioned the single time my daddy took me hunting for raccoons, or “coons” as everyone called them. We [...]