The house is quiet. Darkness. I wander around the house in stocking feet, listening to the snoring sounds of my sleeping house. Sprawled out on couches and makeshift beds, my guests rest after a long day of feasting and revelry. Relatives and old friends traversed distance to celebrate this day of giving thanks. Walking out … Continue reading Thanksgiving Reflection
Now that the task is accomplished, I can finally speak of it… though I wish to do so privily. For the better part of the last few weeks, I have been haranguing a large local grocery chain to atone for it`s blatant price-gouging over the last 365-day span and donate a few free birds to … Continue reading an "Andy Dufresne" moment…
Upon a good friend`s recommendation, I`ve just joined last.fm, and I highly recommend it for anyone that is interested in Music, as well as interested in what Music they listen to a lot. Or… anyone who is interested in letting others know what they are listening to on a consistent/recent basis and finding recommendations for … Continue reading …do you hear what I hear?
Turning. Driving. Night. A tumbling fog of steam tumbles forward from my lips. The steering wheel is cold to the touch of my fingertips as I turn into the heart of Downtown. I will surprise you sometime, I`ll come `round. Having closed the locked doors of my place of business, I am driving to pay … Continue reading Precipitate…
With the recent news of my imminent return spreading amongst my family members, it was soon passed along to old friends as well as many long-forgotten familiars of mine. Such innovations as MySpace and Facebook have done little to slow the twisting grapevine tendrils. Between word-of-mouth and forwarded emails, it seems that there are few … Continue reading "…there`s an ear for what you say…"
Last night marked the seventh week of Legacy evening services we have held in the prayer chapel of Heritage Baptist Church. As we will have a “hiatus” for next Sunday night`s Thanksgiving feast of fellowship, I felt tonight would be a good time to reflect on the progress we have made thus far. The good, … Continue reading Legacy:Week Seven
Serried leaves pile `gainst the rear wall of the house. Browns blend into the ruddy hues of the ancient stone porch. Smoke from the burning fire hangs low in the gray afternoon. The hour seems darker than it should be, as though a pall has fallen over the earth. I have awoken from a Sunday … Continue reading "…the acrid scents of Autumn…"