- I was a scrawny little kid who was frequently ill. One of my elementary school teachers even referred to me as “sickly.”
- I played football with reckless abandon from junior high through college, though I lack no interest whatsoever in watching games on the gridiron any longer.
- My favorite color is blue. More than half the shirts in my closet are some shade of blue.
- I graduated from college thanks to football, the military draft and amphetamines. After earning my undergraduate degree, I went to law school–½ quarter at the University of Tennessee and ½ day at Vanderbilt.
- I kicked my addiction to alcohol around 25 years ago, though I still enjoy a beer (usually a Highland Gaelic Ale) with my pizza or burrito.
- I am not a Christian, though I endeavor to follow the teachings of Christ, as well as those of Buddha, Vishnu, Confucius, Krishna, Gandhi, Bob Dylan, Howard Hanger and The Big Kahuna, among others. (more…)
May 16, 2013
May 8, 2013
Tonight while listening to music at the Lavender-Mulkey homestead.
Gracelyn: Let’s dance!
Me & Shonnie: OK! (The two of us adults slow dance facing each other with Gracelyn lying on her back in our outstretched arms)
Gracelyn: I’m blessed.
Gracelyn: Are you blessed, Mommy?
Shonnie: Yes, I am, darling.
Gracelyn: Are you blessed, Daddy?
Me: Yes, I am, sweet girl.
Gracelyn: We’re all blessed!
May 2, 2013
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The day Mr. Rogers saved public television. I wrote “Mr. Rogers offered kids genuine acceptance and a unique model of manhood” shortly after his death in 2003.
April 29, 2013
Jeff Thompson played this evocative song at Jubilee! yesterday, a fitting tune for my 70th birthday. Jeff is also the creator of Shit New Age Guys Say, which has gotten almost 300,000 hits so far on YouTube.
“So Far, So Strange” by Jeff Thompson
Under the unrelenting gaze of who I was in younger days,
I analyze the movie of my life
With exuberance and shame, I scrutinize each frame
To determine what should go under the knife.
But I never seem to get it,
I don’t have the power to edit.
All I can do is write what’s yet to be,
And keep replaying scenes,
Like self-induced recurring dreams,
To search for themes that might predict my destiny.
So far, so strange,
So life is change.
This film unfolds
This tale is told
So full of grace
So strange (more…)