Travel as Fast as You Can Stand For Your Ass to Hit the Wall….

Having a teenager who is just like me is not an easy job....I am trying to remember what it was like for me, and I try to give the best advice to teenagers that I can think of.

Maybe I am doing something right…

Let me say that I am not stupid. I know that Mini Me is definitely not sitting up in Nashville, reading a Bible and going to bed at 8pm. Please.

No Mo.

The last thing I wanted to do was pack our asses up and travel over two fucking states fro Christmas. Damn Christmas. Seriously. Who needed it?

The Way We Were…

I was Facebook messaging with an old friend of mine from college the other night.  He (yes, I said he ) is one a handful of people that I still keep in touch with now--almost 30 years later.  I think of him as a boy, really--not the 45 year old man that he is.  I think …

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Britch

Many years ago, as in about 45 years ago, my Mothah gave my father a Valentine.  It was a pair of red, nylon boxer shorts.  It was a joke.  He never even had them on his body-not even once-because I, the one year old, snagged them and held on to them, well, for the better part …

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Psychoparenting: It ain’t for the weak

When someone younger than I am asks me what it is like to be a parent, my stock answer is “it hurts worse than anything I have ever done before”. I am talking about watching the milestones pass away, but I am also talking about the stuff nobody actually prepared me for. The stuff that …

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La Mère du Psycho: Break on Through

I had visited the grave of Jim Morrison on my first trip to Paris, 23 years ago. I had no idea that this time, I would be jumping a barricade to visit him again....

A Very Short Story About The Little Brother Who Loves His Big Brother (and tries to hang on his every word ;) ) …And the Vast Difference Between 18 and 9

I was washing my face last night when The Baby walked (a little sulkily) into the bathroom, but obviously with some news he needed to share with me. I asked him what was up.  He announced to me that one of Mini Me's favorite musician's had died, and he asked me if I already knew …

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The Colonel

I did not want to go to the Colonel's birthday party. In fact, I was kinda mad about it....

TESTING 1.2.3.

It's Testing Time at school.  Georgia Milestones.  Honestly, I have not really given much thought to testing until now--now that I am smack dab in the middle of it, proctoring a classroom and seeing how it all goes down.  My school has it down to fine art--like a well oiled machine (for the most part).  Our principal has …

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