Two Links for Your Enjoyment

1.  I wrote a thing at Pith. The comments are fun. 2. Check out Steve and Christian! Yes, fine, the discussion is very interesting, but if you want to hear a good Southern accent peeking through, you have to check out what Steve sounds like in this video. I believe he manages a 2-1/2 syllable [...]

My Dad Likes Phineus and Ferb

Except that he refuses to accept that they’re step-brothers. A secret agent platapus?  Sure. But step-brothers? No. I don’t understand it either.

Unfortunate Relations

My grandpa Bob’s dad was Clayton Rich, his dad was Frank, whose dad was Leonard, whose dad was Learned Rich, whose mom was Phoebe Putnam, whose dad was Edward Putnam (b. 1711), whose dad was Edward Putnam (b. 1682), whose dad was Edward Putnam. Yes, that Edward Putnam, witch investigator and brother and uncle of [...]

The Dew is Off the Rose

Andrew Sullivan gets schooled by a reader that we’ve always had our strain of evil ignorance that wallows in itself for the joy of being ignorant. He apparently took the lesson to heart. Southern Beale is angry and sanctified. I invite you to read this whole post. I would like to point out two things. [...]

One Thing and Then Another

I am sick. Even beyond the help of Akla-seltzer Plus. I tried to sleep forever, but there comes a point when you’re having dreams about eye abscesses and multiple tiny cats and Dr. J. living in a commune full of puppies she’s trying to protect from children she is convinced are evil and she’s begging [...]

Feel Good Friday

The Butcher and I were watching this video this morning and the Butcher was all “I don’t understand this video.”  I said, “I think that may be the only sample the poor guy could afford.”  “No, it’s  not that. It’s that I’m pretty sure that this is a song about running guns, and yet the [...]

Uneventful Trip to El Rey Azteca

We went over to the infamous restaurant where Paul Stanley and the TBI arranged to meet the kid who was blackmailing him for dinner. I mean, we went there for dinner. The kid wanted money, not supper. I was under the impression that it was a hair pricey, but I tell you what, I paid [...]

So, Apparently, You Should Sit Very Still and Not Eat?

I imagine this will be debunked so fast your head will spin.  I’m not even trying and I can think of three weird false things about it. But I think it’s funny that there’s an element of “Exercise has betrayed us!” to the whole story.

I Blame the Butcher

The Butcher was sick this weekend, which involved a lot of moping around on the couch and begging me to go for cold medicine. Now, in our house, we swear by the Alka-seltzer cold stuff, for one very important reason–unlike almost all other cold medicines, it does not put us instantly to sleep. So, when [...]

Well, This is Going to Be Confusing

For generations, the Tennessee blogosphere has been ordered by the understanding that there’s an Uncle on the Right and an Aunt (me) on the Left. But my nephew has been calling me “Uncle Betsy” since he got here.  And I kind of like it. This morning, we were discussing what would happen if, when he [...]

Coming in Clarksville Pike

Every morning I come in Clarksville Pike and I always feel bad for the rest of the city that they do not. Because not only do you get to see the whole downtown from two really cool perspectives, you see shit that makes you feel good about living here.  Women walking hand in hand.  Young [...]

The Rabbit

Warning: This post is about to contain disturbing facts and speculation about a dead rabbit. You may want to skip it. There’s a dead rabbit under the glider out front. Not a small bunny, but a dead grown rabbit. I’m refusing to go look at it, but the Redheaded Kid had to describe it in [...]

Pith Stuff

As a side note, y’all have ruined me, bloggers I read. Because I used to be a girl who would throw around “lame” as a way of meaning “stupid” like there was no tomorrow. And now, I read it and think “Well, that’s an unfortunate choice of words, if you want to be taken seriously.” [...]

I Often Fail to Live Up to My Feminist Ideals, to My Own Detriment

As you know, my right arm is covered in slowly-healing poison ivy. It no longer itches, but it’s still a gross, scabby mess.  And it’s pretty noticeable because it covers a great deal of my arm. So, last night, the drinking buddy and I are out at a bar. And the drinking buddy is a [...]

“Wow, That Guy Really Hates Women”

So, I was at the eye doctor yesterday, explaining about how I can’t see in this particular way and hearing from her how I might fail to see in some other particular way and she was taking a medical history, so I was telling her about the obnoxious gynecologist I had when I first came [...]

“A Christian Lawyer”

America, my dad called me on Sunday for reasons I cannot exactly say. It was one of those weird conversations where it seemed like he was calling to answer a list of questions I had, but I had no questions, except for “I thought you were coming this weekend and… um… you are not here.” [...]

In Which I Die of Flattery and Other Random Things

1. I itch so bad from whatever bit me out in the yard yesterday that I kind of want to throw up. 2. I made Rex Noseworthy!  And so, in the new tradition of newspaper folks, I immediately contacted the AP and asked them to sue him for using my joke to amuse his reader! [...]

True Blood, True Blood!

I’m here. My computer is just acting up. And that opening sequence freaked me right out!  Holy cow. Speaking of cows, I’m glad that the bull thing that MaryAnne is consists of a mask, rather than some kind of true bull freaky thing. Now, I don’t trust this dude, either. Bill is not coming!  Poor [...]

Regarding Cacti

Don’t miss my informative post over at Pith, which skirts very close to violating the “no blogging about gardening” rule, but does not.

Twitter & The NFL

I love this story so much. Tweet on, football players, tweet on. That is all.

Douche of the Decade

It’s probably the mark of a tremendously generous heart and a good teacher that Michael Burcham did not reveal which student of his tattled to the pastor at Two Rivers Baptist Church about him being gay and got him run off from Belmont, but if ever there was a person who deserves to be met [...]

The Carney Cemetery

Awesome Demonbreun News

I want to kiss Bridgett on the mouth and then kiss this very moment on the mouth. So, as you know, I’m working on the fake Nashville ghost stories for October and I was inspired by a set of shoulders I saw the other day to write a story about why the Devil lives here, [...]