Local Villian

I amuse myself, sometimes, folks. Anyway, over at Pith, I looked into why John Rich is asking for a zoning change on his Whites Creek property and I come out in favor of it.  I may be getting soft.

The Professor May Be Psychic

On Saturday, we were on our way to get ice cream when I asked, “Should we take Mrs. Wigglebottom?” and the Professor said, “No, she’s been eating a lot of grass all afternoon and I don’t want her throwing up in my car.” Cut to Sunday, when I put the dog in the car to [...]

Almost Makes Me Wish I Still Had Sources in the Belle Meade Kroger

Did Kroger steal this from Publix or does the Publix crew run around tagging everything as they try to establish their territory in that part of town? Remind me to ask the Butcher to weigh in when he’s awake. (photo is obviously Chris Wage’s.)

4. Rachel Jackson

I don’t know if this story is true, but I love it so much that I hope it is.  Rachel Jackson was a Donelson by birth, daughter of John Donelson, one of the founders of Nashville.  There are Donelsons all over the place and few of them rest easily.  Rachel, though, is the ghost of [...]

Three Heads are Better than One

I’m No Stranger to the Rain

Ha, I just got that song stuck in your head, didn’t I?

I’m Not Even Going To Tell You

I’m not even going to tell you what I loved most about this post. If you read me, you can guess, I’m sure.

Bells Bend Park

Holy shit. I don’t think I’ve ever seen the park as beautiful as it is today.  One kind of grass is turning this dark maroon.  The thistle is half in bloom, half cottony seed head. There’s a bright yellow grass that looks like a large match. One plant has these orange seeds that glow like [...]

3. Where It Used to Be

Nashville is starting to look more and more like a movie set, like somebody who’s never been to a city’s idea of what a city should look like, all too-perfect new glass buildings and color-coordinated condominiums of rose brick and sand concrete. Still, the citizen refuse to succumb completely to a landscape the past can’t [...]

Who’s Going to Clean My Kitchen?

The Professor is going to be here at noon with something that needs to go in my oven. This means, sadly, that we will need to be able to find my oven and access it. This is sad because it means I need to get in there and get cleaning. Right now. Um… now. Okay, [...]

2. The Man in My Back Yard

My house sits on an acre of land in Whites Creek, just north of Nashville, still sort of Nashville.  The houses on my side of the road are all 50s ranch houses with two bedrooms, one bath, all with the same layout, though some have full porches and some have fireplaces and some are mirror [...]

One Question

Regardless of all the other stuff a person might say about a post like this, aside from it all, how is “I’m upset that I can’t expand the government?” in any way conservative? (Okay, one small thing. Campfield wants to make it easier for the state to steal your children!!!!! Good lord. That’s a platform [...]

The Map is Kind of Interactive!

Okay, assuming that works right, it should be the map for the stories, with the spot for the first story center frame.  If you click on it to make it take you to a larger map, you’ll see that, on the little pop out for the first story is a link taking you back to [...]

Eh, Kleinheider

I’ve said my piece in various comment sections. I just want to say two more things. One, if there’s any way something you write or do could be construed as you saying “Ha, remember when we could do what we wanted to you with impunity and you just had to take it?” without any hint [...]

1. The Infamous Witch

A song sung in Tennessee often has two meanings–one apparent to whomever listens to it, and one coded for a deliberate audience.  You probably learned about this in school, how a field full of people picking cotton might sing “Follow the Drinking Gourd” to direct a man hidden in the stand of trees to go [...]

Silly Season

I wrote a post at Pith about the Cooper d’etat.  I may never write anything that is as funny to me as “Cooper d’etat.”

When Even Feminists Don’t Get It

I saw this over at Feministe, and I gasped: “My personal thoughts are let the guy go,” said Peg Yorkin, founder of the Feminist Majority Foundation. “It’s bad a person was raped. But that was so many years ago. The guy has been through so much in his life. It’s crazy to arrest him now. [...]

I Got Nothing

Well, that’s not completely true. I also don’t have an upset stomach. So maybe I am finally adjusting to these steroids.  They seem to be working, too. I have no scabs left on my arms (and they seem to be itching only in that “ugh, new skin!”) way and the stuff on my right leg [...]