July 8, 2022 The grass is greener when it's poached. (Photo by Jean-Daniel Francoeur on Pexels.com) In these times it may seem silly to rant and sputter about something as trivial as football, especially since the season is still several weeks away. But if you're a fan, stay tuned for my manifesto on the biggest… Continue reading Let’s (not) hear it for the Big 16!
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Michigan football for Southerners (not dummies)
December 7, 2021 Photo by Egor Kamelev on Pexels.com One of these is a real wolverine. Can you guess which? It’s that magical time when the faithful gather to celebrate the glories of the season (Touchdowns!) and partake of the traditional repast (beer, red-hot chicken wings, and more beer). This year is extra-special for me… Continue reading Michigan football for Southerners (not dummies)
New season, new story
Southern fiction needs one of these! Just in time for the season, my latest short story is a parable about football. "Bobby Dean Goes Viral" appears in the Dead Mule School of Southern Literature, which published another piece of mine last year. In the South, the game is inextricable from faith and life. Of course,… Continue reading New season, new story
A pandemic diary: Un-unmasking
July 28, 2021 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rMi7zrrvqEw My daily life won't be affected by the disheartening but necessary call for vaccinated people in many places to wear masks indoors again. I never stopped using an N95 in public areas, both out of respect for others and to extend my personal shield as far as possible. I take no… Continue reading A pandemic diary: Un-unmasking
A pandemic diary: Blue’s gone
August 13, 2020 One Saturday in 1972 I walked out of the dorm where I’d lived for a couple of weeks, joining some new friends and what seemed like the whole town on the way to my first college football game. It was a clear, bright September day, nippy enough for a jacket, but even… Continue reading A pandemic diary: Blue’s gone
A pandemic diary: Sex and violence and then some
July 29, 2020 Six feet apart beats six feet under. Apart: Good. Under: BAD. Repeat until you're saying it in your sleep. Want to liven up a Zoom call? Say, “Raise your hand if you’re wearing pants!” Those who reject masks, vaccines, and science should be required to wear tinfoil on their heads at all… Continue reading A pandemic diary: Sex and violence and then some