Reflections Of A Gasbag

Pony died the other day. Pony ate at the soup kitchen where I volunteer. I don’t know anything about Pony. I don’t think anyone even knew his last name. Pony didn’t live in a nice three bedroom house with a white picket fence on Elm Street. He had no address, he lived in the woods.…

“If con is the opposite of pro, then isn’t Congress the opposite of progress?”  Jon Stewart I got my sign the other day. It proudly sits in the front yard glistening all over my neighborhood like a beacon. Displaying the true feelings that I have with the upcoming election. I’ve had neighbors give me the…

I do a lot of riding in my line of work. I see a lot of the upstate of South Carolina. I am a Southern boy and I love the South. I love the way we talk and I love our southern traditions. I love our history and I know after I make a statement…

The thing about trying to write a blog is you have to have some sort of subject to write about. You want to keep things fresh and not gasbag on the same topics. I could always write about the pandemic or the political environment and that truly would be gas bagging but the object is…

I am picky when it comes to my coleslaw. I am a coleslaw snob. I admit it. Anytime I go to a meat and three, coleslaw will be one of the three veggies I order. A good coleslaw dictates the rest of the meal. I truly get upset and lose my mind saying words that…

“What have I become, my sweetest friend. Everyone I know goes away in the end.” As most everyone knows, I had a good friend die recently. A wonderful man and am so glad I had the pleasure of knowing him. This past weekend we had the wonderful experience of emptying two storage rooms he had…

This week has been a eye opener in a year that has been eye opening. Covid 19 was blown of the map and reduced to second class status when a Minneapolis White Cop Derek Chauvin murdered a black man George Floyd and murder it was. Officer Chauvin has been charged with murder in the 3rd…

Once upon a time in Downtown Greenville, South Carolina on a Friday night Rebecca and I were listening to music and some friends of ours walked up and introduced us to this diminutive, sharp dressed, Asian dude with a bad comb over that would give President Trump envy. They said his name was Noah. Noah…

I am watching the sun come up on this beautiful Saturday morning and it is hard to believe that we are in the midst of a global pandemic. Everything looks normal but our country right now is so abnormal. Spring is in the process of springing, flowers are blooming, birds are singing and I am…

Today is Palm Sunday or Passion Sunday. The start of Holy Week which starts today and last until April 11th. I always love the Easter season. This one however is unlike any we have ever experienced. A Easter where we will be left to our own devices as to how we will celebrate. I have…