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Greetings from Carrboro, Fine. What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. Though honestly, it feels more like it’s your kid’s college fund that stays behind in Sin City. But, whatever. Now, New Orleans is a different story. Entirely. What happens in the Big Easy is more akin to a subtle infection that you can’t shake. […]

Greetings from Carrboro, There was a period in my life when I was terrified of quicksand. Not that suburban Charlotte was rife with these terrestrial traps. Hardly. It was much more the Saturday morning Tarzan movies and the always potent quicksand subplot that got to me. Whenever some poor soul found themselves slowly sinking into […]

Greetings from Carrboro, Swallows come back to Capistrano. Penguins come back to Antartica. And, well, Tom Brady just continues to come back. Again and again. So I thought, why not add a little something to the list? You know, without requiring that I travel ridiculous distances or freeze or, god forbid, risk getting walloped by […]

Greetings from Carrboro, My third grade class wrote letters, sealed each one in separate envelopes, and handed them reverently to Ms. Steele. Somehow our class was chosen to pen missives written to our future flying-car-driving selves to be sequestered in a time capsule side by side with a Pet Rock, Stretch Armstrong, and an Elton […]

Greetings from Carrboro, As a trifecta of hopes for the coming new year, health, wealth, and luck certainly do cover all the bases. But as my father would say, “hope and a quarter will get you a cup of coffee.” (Somehow my saying “hope and $4.87 will get you a latte” doesn’t quite have the […]

Greetings from Carrboro, Tick, tock. And I’m not referring to the video entertainment app you secretly watch when no one is looking. Rather, it’s time. Or, more precisely, the ever shrinking window of time between now and whenever you wholeheartedly submit to stepping off the holiday treadmill and enjoying the season. The sooner, the better […]

Greetings from Carrboro, Every hero needs a sidekick. No question. We all know that Batman would be toast without the Boy Wonder. Frodo certainly doesn’t get to Mount Doom if Samwise stays in the Shire. And Leia without R2-D2 would be a princess of a decidedly more tragic tale. It’s the nature of the beast. […]

Greetings from Carrboro, I went with Dolly. In the end, how could I resist an advent calendar that features the Queen of Nashville as a beatified Mrs. Claus? And I assumed that Dolly Parton would never sanction crappy sweets. Though I must say, somehow I did miss the cultural shift when the repertoire of advent […]

Greetings from Carrboro, Fond memories, like the proverbial sleeping dog, should be left happily alone. Back there somewhere in a nostalgic, hazy glow where they can be safely enjoyed from a distance. The risk in revisitation is the possibility of a rather large, irreparable crack in your rose-colored glasses. Most of my forays into this […]