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Greetings from Carrboro, It’s about time. Literally. Arugula seeds that I bought in March wink at me, perched next to the lamp on my desk. I keep expecting to get an email from them, “How does your November look? Thursdays are good for us. ” Damn, cheerful little bastards. Please. Are we talking November ‘24 […]

Greetings from Carrboro, I went through three different times. The Great Hall at UNC’s student union had morphed into a showroom of sorts. A somewhat new company, Apple, was showing off its latest “home” computer, the MacIntosh, to students like me. And I was a fan. Well, I should be clear; I was mostly a […]

Greetings from Carrboro, I don’t know when it happened. But I kinda understand why. Halloween lurched from a night when kids dressed as pirates and wandered neighborhoods in search of candy to an entire month of adults staging elaborately themed tableaux in their front yards that give Disney theme parks a run for their money. […]

Greetings from Carrboro, This probably comes across as rather traitorous. Especially as I live rather deep inside Tar Heel country both physically and emotionally. But a good chunk of me will always be a diehard fan of Clemson University – and that University part specifically. OK, I get it; orange isn’t my favorite color either. But you’ll […]

Greetings from Carrboro, There are rabbit holes. And then there are rabbit holes. The former leans towards getting sucked into a video vortex at work watching someone jump off of a cliff in a wingsuit. The latter is where you find yourself actually jumping off those same cliffs in that aforementioned wingsuit. One questions your priorities while the other, your […]

Greetings from Carrboro, You can’t have a gravy soirée. OK, let’s just say that you really shouldn’t. Because bowls of gravy don’t elicit any profound, fun-tastic party vibe. Right? Maybe I’m wrong. But I have the distinct feeling that any such festivities would seduce a slice of humanity we don’t necessarily want to encourage cavorting en […]

Greetings from Carrboro, I tend to stay off of bandwagons. At least I like to think that I do. In modern lingo, I’d say that I’m more or less what you’d call bandwagon adjacent. And that probably translates to me having some clear-eyed rationalization that allows me to side step any notion of any desire to […]

Greetings from Carrboro, We made fun of them. As far as we were concerned, those poor souls did not measure up. Even on tip-toes. It was the restaurant equivalent to those cartoon-esque cutouts at an amusement park that declared to potential riders that “you must be this tall to ride this ride.” And we were […]

Greetings from Carrboro, We can’t have been the only ones. The pool fascination had run its course and there was an abundance of denial surrounding the required summer reading list, the books ominously stacked on my bedside table. So the mall became our haven to avoid any hint that summer was at an end. Galaga, […]

Greetings from Carrboro, I am unwilling to take responsibility for this. When I said that we were bringing the beach to town this weekend, I wanted to imply that we were bringing the beach vibe. You know, the deliciousness. Dumping half of the Atlantic Ocean on top of Carrboro was never in the plan. We’ve checked and clearly Debby […]