The last couple of weeks have been hard on the ol' ticker. Work had gotten messy and tangled and only just this week feels set back to rights and oiled and humming. I really appreciate and cherish the phases when things go well, because the alternative can be so painful ( Read more... )

I was out prowling the streets looking for my kid yesterday afternoon and I don't know what happened to Jimmy and Sarah's old apartment, but the living room window was boarded up and the brick planter in front of it was smashed. Jimmy and Sarah haven't lived there for a year or so, but it was a cute place. Basement apartment on the corner of F ( Read more... )

A man was killed when his apartment caught on fire. (last night ( Read more... )

It's a lyric I just heard on NPR. It's blues night.

And I’m telling you,
I’m warning you,
if you don’t stop all that jive
and stop trying to be so high class,
somebody’s gonna shoot you
right dead in your mmmmmmOf course, right when we're supposed to be somewhere is when Bill gets in the shower ( Read more... )

A few days ago, Phil Rose leaned over the counter, asked me for a "silly drink" and wanted me to tell him about "hazing ( Read more... )

Without corn, there is no country.I don't know why, but I've been thinking about food lately. Not in the I-like-to-eat-it way (although I do), but in the "holy cow, now that gas is $4 a gallon how much is it going to cost" way ( Read more... )