Always the Last to Know.

There are times in your life when you discover things that are shocking, completely unexpected, just out of the clear blue sky. People manage these moments in different ways. We all have friends who are blessed with grace and poise, a calm demeanor able to absorb difficult news with control and dignity. I’m not one… Read more »

Always Take The Test Drive

One afternoon years ago, a friend who shall remain unnamed, unexpectedly dropped by my apartment at Avondale Armpits. Avondale Armpits were apartments in Jonesboro, located on Nettleton just east of the intersection with Church St. They were originally designed to be a Holiday Inn, but somehow the deal fell through while that place was under… Read more »

Remember the Alamo

A couple of years ago, I visited the Alamo. The ghosts are thick there. I used to not believe in ghosts, but after living in a haunted house in Pennslyvania many years ago, I became a believer. That’s a story for another time. Ghosts seem to be part of my life now. From Gettysburg to… Read more »

A Southern Adventure Continues…..

Trying to get traction with the big publishers is like going to Nashville hoping to be discovered as the next big country music star. There are so many others with such incredible talent who are already there doing the exact same thing that you are doing that being ‘discovered’ in Nashville is next to impossible…. Read more »

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ISO Jerry Lawler

A few years ago I wrote Me, Boo and the Goob: A Southern Adventure. It was a fun little novel about small boys growing up in and around Jonesboro and Memphis in the 1960s. Many of my friends recognize many of the exaggerated events of my life as portrayed in the novel. The story itself… Read more »

Cocktails, Anyone?

Years ago when I was an age group competitive swimmer, after a long and hard race I was always utterly exhausted both physically and mentally. I had done all I could do. In swimming a 200 meter individual race, it’s just you. There is no team. Every third stroke, you take a much anticipated breath…. Read more »

Tomorrow Eventually Comes

The journey of our lives takes us down many roads. Along the way we meet many travelers on those roads. Forty three years traveling those roads seem to pass at the speed of light until time stops long enough to remember good times with a dear friend. The Mississippi River, the Father of Waters, takes… Read more »

Grimm’s Guerillas

It’s a long road back to 1975. that was the year I graduated from high school. I was supposed to be in the class of 1976, but it was decided that graduating a year early was the right thing for all parties consulted. In my two years in high school, I found more than my… Read more »

JD and Me: Bad Ideas and Poor Judgement

Writing is hard. It’s like digging a splinter out of your soul. “Me, Boo and the Goob” was a great success when I released it several years ago. It took a long time to write because three chapters from the end, I encountered writers block. I was stuck for about three years. Finally a friend,… Read more »

W.W.B.D.

Roughly five years ago, I released Me, Boo and the Goob: A Southern Adventure. It was my first book, and I didn’t know much about marketing it. In my research I found a template for marketing a book. It seemed to make sense to me, so I followed it. I have learned from it. First,… Read more »

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  • The Great Quail Hunt

    Once I got my driver’s license, every Christmas Eve it was my job to go pick Ralph up, and after dinner, to take Ralph home.  Ralph was an old guy, and he was a Gentleman’s Gentleman, of sorts.  If you ever had a question about manners, Ralph was the guy to ask.  He helped my… Read more »

  • Old Friends and Holidays

    As the holidays approach, we are planning a visit to Jonesboro, Arkansas, my hometown. I always look forward to visiting home. With each visit, some friend of mine sees fit to tell my wife, Landi, yet another ‘Bill Story.  Some are quite entertaining and many are grossly exaggerated. Let’s just say there are few things… Read more »

  • Black Bart’s RV Park, Steak House and Saloon

    Last year, Landi and I drove from Pensacola florida to Las Vegas, and then on to Los Angles for Thanksgiving dinner with her brother, David.  It’s a long drive, but it is 100% something you ought to do.  If you wonder what has happened to America, drive across it.  You’ll meet wonderful people of all… Read more »

  • Tips for Frying a Turkey

    A fried turkey is a wonderful thing. It is moist. It is flavorful, and it’s not hard to do. There are some things that only experience can teach you, and toward this end, I have some advice to offer. First, brine the bird. A brined bird is a juicy bird. Google Alton Brown’s Turkey brine… Read more »

  • On Being An Author

    When I first set out to write a book, it was to be a technical book on Information Technology, the Unix Operating System, and professional Systems Administration.  In thirty years, I have learned a lot of practical things that I thought I should share.  Some, I have learned from others, and some I have discerned… Read more »

  • The Worst Place Ever

    Perhaps the worst job I ever had was at the same time the best job I ever had. I was working for a ‘call center’ company. That’s a nice way of saying ‘Collections Company’. The place I worked was the 3rd largest ‘call center’ company in the world. It was run by a man who,… Read more »

  • First Love

    She was my very first love and it was late afternoon when she called. It had been a long, hard day, but I knew she would call, and I knew that I would answer. We had spoken earlier, and agreed that it would be a good thing to meet later. This was that call. I… Read more »

  • Attacked by a Mad Dog

    I am distraught.  My chocolate lab Dixie, whom we have raised from a pup, came to me this morning and informed me that I had offended her and that due to the racist connotations of her name, she will no longer answer to that name, preferring to be addressed as “Svatchime”. “What?  Offended?  How can… Read more »

  • The Return of the Beer Monkey

    When he was 3 or 4 years old, I could look at him and say ‘Beer Monkey!  Fetch me a beer!”, and, smiling like a miniature lunatic, he would run down stairs to the fridge, get a beer, open it, and bring it to me.  Life was good!  “Beer Monkey!” I would say and boom!… Read more »

  • The Bolivian Two Step

    Several years ago, I was shopping at Costco. As usual, I got steaks, bourbon, wine, and a mountain of other necessities. As with many big box stores, the downside of shopping at Costco is the checkout process. On weekends, the lines are invariably long and slow moving which is why I choose to go on… Read more »