It's football season again. Awesome. We've already had an exciting start to the season with two of our local high school teams winning big and the Southern Conference's own Appalacian State (Go Eagles!) upsetting perennial powerhouse Michigan, in the "Big House" no less. Personally, I am a huge college football fan. Pageantry and passion. Face painting and foam fingers. Mascots and push-ups. Traditions that make college football so great to watch. ...
For those of you who've seen my byline in the paper on city stories and wondering who in heck is writing this stuff – allow me to introduce myself.
The day was warm and muggy, but not as bad as the last few weeks. There was a slight breeze, and it was a perfect Sunday to spend with my Mom.
The windows shook as thunder boomed. Cats Rocky and Stony abandoned their duties of destroying my house and scampered into my lap. I yelled for Stan as the winds howled and things thumped and bumped on the front porch.
Jackhammers vibrate my world and the sound of nails being pounded into fragrant two-by-fours echoes in my head. Sheet rock dust is everywhere, and the paths we take throughout the office change on a daily basis.
One of the first exchanges I ever had online with a stranger I met in a chat room was telling him how to boil peanuts.
Kemp Mabry always helped organize Bulloch County's annual Memorial Day program. Even though he passed away in March, Kemp helped put together much of Monday's event. Over the Memorial Day weekend, certain memories stand out in my mind from the years when Kemp and I worked together on programs for the Center for Irish Studies at Georgia Southern University.
The lights flickered, and suddenly a low rumble echoed into the night. A raindrop made a plink on the air conditioner outside, followed by another, then another.
The real-time clock on the 2008 presidential contest started ticking last week in the Deep South, in out-of-the-way Orangeburg, S.C. It took a bit of horse trading, much of it in Atlanta six years ago, to pin down the South Carolina beginning, but it worked.
A recent e-mail from a man protesting the "backwoods" flavor of some of my columns absolutely confounded me.
Wake up! Read this! Georgia needs a strict Code of Government Ethics. Don't roll over and go back to sleep. Listen! This is serious.
Once again, Georgia Southern President Dr. Bruce Grube, in his abundant wisdom, has chosen not to ask me to address this year's graduates from Georgia Southern University, thereby denying me my lifelong dream of being able to be ignored by thousands of people simultaneously.
You want to hear a really funny piece from the current state legislative session? Try this line delivered with a straight face by state Sen. Ross Tolleson, R-Perry:
When the dust settles on the presidential nominating process, Mitt Romney may need Sonny Perdue as his vice presidential nominee.
Bulloch County, I challenge you to help make a difference.