Category - Moments

Hometown Boy

Hometown Boy

Whenever I read Stumptown, GA, I'm impressed by Hannah's love for her hometown. Born here, raised here, she sees Forest Park and its sister communities from a perspective that transplants like me will never share -- except through posts like...

Working Smarter

Working Smarter

Over at smarterware.org, Gina Trapani drew my attention to these "simple guidelines for workday quality over quantity," which include:- Check email ONLY at 10 AM, 1 PM, and 4 PM. Send any time.- FOCUS 1-3 activities max per day.- LOG 1-3 status...

The Rules

The Rules

A work in progress ... an experiment ... an attempt to get focused, get moving, and get some things done:1. Participate in reality. Be here, now. Accept what is.2. Love boldly. Care deeply. Respond quickly.3. Know why you do what you do. Know where...

Valentines for Stalkers

Valentines for Stalkers

What object of a stalker's obsessive passion wouldn't love receiving this heart-shaped collection of creepy gummy eyeballs?

Now at Target. In the discount bin.

Wonder why it didn't sell?

My Top Ten Guilty Pleasures

My Top Ten Guilty Pleasures

10. My 3:30 Twix bar.9. That book I wrote that was published under a pen name.8. Loooong, Earth-unfriendly, energy-hogging hot showers.7. Twitter.6. Fried appetizers. 5. Lingering in bed too long on cold mornings.4. The little thrill I get...

Overheard at The Colonnade

Overheard at The Colonnade

"I mean, you know, I'm thirty-five. Thirty-five. If I've not found anyone by now, I'm not going to find anyone. I mean, at least not for dating. I won't be, like, dating anybody, or expecting romance or flowers or candy or...

Not Skateboarding is Not a Crime

Not Skateboarding is Not a Crime

Rather than follow Peachtree Street on my way home, I walk down Tenth Street and, mostly because of the way the traffic signals work out, I bypass Juniper Street and take Piedmont instead. As a result, I find myself walking up 12th Street...

Slouching Towards the Buffet

Slouching Towards the Buffet

I'm in New Albany. It’s lunch time. The local Chinese restaurant inhabits the discarded shell of an abandoned McDonald’s. An odd note: by coincidence, I was here, at this very McDonald’s, on the first day it opened, back in the 1980’s. On that...

Handmade Thanksgiving Centerpiece

Handmade Thanksgiving Centerpiece

I loved the handmade centerpiece Clyde's sister made for her Thanksgiving table this year. This is the kind of thing I always intend to do. I even go so far as to buy the gourds and peppers and greenery. But when I start building the thing, I can't...