A year ago Lara rang the bell signaling that her treatment for breast cancer was complete. She was eager to finish that chapter and begin a new one, rebounding back into health and adventure. Gage was eagerly counting down the days until she returned to Georgia with us. We all were. My countdown was shorter…
Rain pours over meAnd the wind whispers your name…The dirt stains my feet.
Not every song grabs me the first time I hear it and Joshua Burnside’s “Whiskey Whiskey” is one such song. “Oh, another song about booze and the reason I want to dull the pain,” I think I thought to myself. But as it came up in the rotation more and more, it began to grow…
I don’t know how I found “Day by Day” by Old Sea Brigade (Ben Cramer). It could’ve been the magic of Spotify or it could have been the result of the innumerable times a friend and I have shared similar songs back and forth. Either way, I’m happy I found it. My favorite version is…
I haven’t been able to find a video of John Mellencamp’s “Longest Days” that I love. Any real videos have a slightly different version than the one he released on his Life, Death, Love and Freedom album in 2008. For me, it gets no better than the album version. Most of the live versions have…
Today I’m featuring a youngblood who calls himself Kingfish. I don’t recall when I first discovered Christone Ingram but it couldn’t have been too long ago since, as of this writing, he’s not even 22 years old. Sure, he’s made tv appearances as far back as 2015, but I only recently heard him. His stuff…
If you’re looking for a quick read with an engaging plot and a satisfactory resolution this isn’t the book for you. I still enjoyed the book. Snicket (David Handler) writes with an irreverence and on-the-nose pedantic style that I find humorous. But just beneath the quirkiness is a depth that I really appreciate. Again, this…
I had grasped at every hope, evaded every unpleasant truth. The elder Dahmer doesn’t excuse his son’s egregious crimes. He seeks to understand what drove him to such unspeakable brutality and disregard for human beings. He only learned the true depths of his son’s depravity after his 1991 arrest. This book is partly a retrospective…
Once upon a time ago, Lara and I went to Jekyll Brewing in Alpharetta, GA. The guy working the bar had a tattoo on his arm that said, “I am myself, like you somehow.” I said, “Wow, is that a Pearl Jam lyric?” He was impressed that I noticed that because hardly anyone ever does.…