A number of Christian-themed satire news sites have cropped up recently, making me think I could find another source of writing revenue by contributing a few stories that could lead to new clients. It turns out I was wrong. Apparently, my satirical writing skills are not up to snuff. I learned that one man’s satireRead more about One Man’s Satire Is Another’s Boring Read[…]
There are those times in everyone’s life where experience and knowledge force one to step back and re-evaluate. They are seminal moments, as it were, in which the whole universe seemingly hangs in the balance between maintaining your sanity and succumbing to the madness all around. I am sorry for bumming you out, but IRead more about Spinal Rigor or Something Like It[…]
Someone, somewhere, is finally doing something to make the world a better place. In a day and age when there are so many dangers that can ruin one’s day in a heartbeat, like hearing yet another story about the Kardashians, a major corporation has finally decided to take a stand. I am, of course, talking about the recent decision by Walt Disney World to ban the use of selfie sticks. The world is truly a safer place because of it. Read more about It’s a Small, Small, Non-Selfie World …
Being a professional purveyor of words, meaning that I pay my bills by stringing together large groups of words into what appear as coherent thoughts to the naked eye, I like to put my work behind me at the end of the day and not think about it. Yet more often than not my lovelyRead more about Grammar Nerds of the World Unite![…]
(NOTE: This blog was originally published on Dec 23, 2009)
With Groundhog Day a mere six weeks away, it’s time for Punxsutawney Phil fans everywhere to unite against a newly discovered threat: the Woolly Worm. That’s right, dear readers, the Woolly Worm is trying to muscle in on Phil’s meteorologic territory.
To bring you up to speed, the good people of Banner Elk, NC hold an annual Woolly Worm Festival every year on the third weekend of October. The gala event includes crafts, amusement rides, food, live entertainment, and of course the premier event, Woolly Worm races. These races consist of an endless sea of fuzzy little caterpillars climbing up individual ropes, much like you and I did during 9th grade gym class. The only difference being that unlike the Woolly Worm, we were wearing short shorts and tube socks which don’t make for really good climbing. (The trip back down wasn’t all that comfortable either.)