I was scratchin’ my bottom in Kudzu Junction when a polite epistle slapped my pan like a saucy woman. It read (with some guessers): “Lord Brandywine, Endowed Dr...
During my alleged 10th birthday at the Rattlesnake Rode in Ezekiel, Mississippi (I’d turned 12 the month before, to the detection of nobody), my diddy, R.T., be...
See, in Ezekiel, Mississippi we were all on tenterhooks. There wasn’t much to tether us to life. Weeks before, rumors that we had a Panda Express coming flooded...
Terri, six months ago I went on a whiskey bender and you fled our Big Bad Marriage into the doomsday bunker.
I don’t want to “gloss over” here (my therapist,...