I watch a lot of TV. A lot of TV. Especially during baseball season. When the season ends, or the White Sox are eliminated, I turn to basketball. Pro basketball. Bulls basketball. I used to say that I could live without the dish if only…
It’s deer season on Coburn Mountain. If it’s not officially deer season, then it’s close. I know this because for the last two hours my neighbors have been reenacting the Battle of the Somme in their backyards, fine-tuning the sights on their high-powered rifles. After…
Patrick and I had barely settled in at a table on the far left of the room, with a good view of the stage and a clear path to the john, when the waitress stepped over from the bar. “Hi, guys! What can I get…
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From a Jason Francisco review (@ArtsCriticATL.com) of Michael David Murphy’s new photography show in Atlanta: As a band around the top of the room, like a crown molding made of letters, Murphy has inscribed these words: This is a picture I did not take of…
Once in the psychiatrist’s office, Tomas began to describe the events leading up to the 14th. He had been suffering from auditory hallucinations since his mother died. He was very close to his mother. He was the youngest of all of their children, and was probably the spoiled one. When she died, he went off the deep end, and the Voice began to tell him to kill his father.
While no one can dispute the legitimate concern for following transfers of large sums of money from one international organization to another, we should keep in mind that Colonel Oliver North doesn’t work for the Thomas Merton Center or the Animal Liberation Front.
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I surely do admire the attitude
meat on the bones
carriage, courage
and overall live physical presence
of women not my wife
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You know what scares the hell out of me? Well, folks, it ain’t vampires. Especially teenage vampires with perfect fangs and abs. (This riff has certainly been done before, but I don’t care. I don’t have time to read everything, and that goes double for…
It was back in ‘87, there had been a shooting at the bus station. It was big news for central Illinois, because nothing ever happens here. As it turns out, a Mexican guy about 23 years old, one Tomas Diaz was facing two counts of murder for the May 14th shooting of Bill Johnson, 29, from Passaic, New Jersey. Police didn’t have a motive. The bus was passing through town en route from Chicago to Laredo, Texas. Within seconds after the bus stopped in Bloomington, passengers heard of a gunshot from the back of the bus. Johnson was fatally wounded and later died in the local hospital.