Category - Moments

Today, as lightning flashed and thunder rolled above the towers of Midtown Atlanta, the time came for me to walk to work.Unlike most Atlantans, my morning commute is blissfully uncomplicated. No sitting in snarled traffic for me. No two-hour one-way...

Loving where you live makes for a happy life, and I love living in Midtown Atlanta. I like looking out my window at the bulky, gray stonework of the Mayfair towers ... or, at night, seeing the residents of those same towers going about their lives:...

I've recently gone from eating about 4000 calories a day to fewer than 2000.This has its consequences -- among them, the "4:45 pm droop."

 We're in Savannah, celebrating our 16th Anniversary. Elegant dinner last night at 700 Dayton, where, in addition to "like buttah" filets and a tasty mixed seafood grill, we were pleasantly surprised by the staff honoring us with...

We're in a flea market in Clayton, GA. I'm walking down "Aisle D," the shelves of which are stuffed with exactly the same kind of junk I saw on Aisles A, B, and C: VHS tapes of bad movies, boxy $25.00 televisions, tubes of salve, dusty plaques...

Right now -- now, I say! -- visit this website, contact this guy, and prepare for bliss.I know, I know. You're busy. You're in a hurry. The economy sucks, and luxuries like massage will seem so indulgent. Massage, you'll say, is...

We're sitting in the lung doctor's office, patiently waiting our turn.Sitting next to mother is a plump woman in her late fifties. She has an unruly mop of dyed-brown hair, owlish glasses, and preference, apparently, for tight black sweat suits.In...

We're eating sausage biscuits, grits, and hash browns at the Clayton Cafe. A local man -- late sixties, thick glasses, pouting lips, paunch -- shuffles in, picks up a Sunday edition of the Atlanta Journal Constitution, buys it for three bucks...