This is my favorite of the #MissAmericana reviews, although I think the headline is a bit off. (Loved the doc, BTW. I subscribed to Netflix just to watch it.)
This is dedicated to all the artists, survivors and everyone else who was a few steps away from love. ... I still keep a temp tattoo (made by a black marker) to remind me of the people I love -- and to help me write and figure out which hand is which.
Sometimes I wish I worked in an office where everyone spoke a foreign language so I could just absorb it like osmosis. But then I’d feel stupid when people asked me a question and just stared at them blankly.
My parents are trying to get me to write a blog about cancer. Truthfully, if I did write a blog, it’d be about how weird they are.
Then there is no one living at home with you on a Saturday morning, you haven’t met your new neighbors, your cat is away and you haven’t met your future bride, what do you do? It’s sort of a rhetorical question but also not.
For me, I start wondering things. I guess first on my mind is what I want for breakfast. I’d love to have some cinnamon rolls like some temptress posted on here minutes ago, but, alas, I can’t eat sticky buns and have no eggs in the house. (I keep reasoning that I won’t cook breakfast, so I shouldn’t need to buy any, and yet I keep waking up wondering why the h-e-double-hockey-sticks I didn’t buy eggs the previous day!)
If you have a hankering for ice cream in the Mid-South, this is where I’d go. I have a craving for it this morning!
#shadows RIP, Kobe
I’m a big country kid who grew up in small cities. Living near the water has opened my eyes to how I think God experienced life, and looking up at the stars like this image (from NASA or ESA) helps open my eyes to that beauty. … Beauty and wonder for me was escaping my house and escaping into the woods. For my brother it was much the same. He went farther than I did. He always does.
Thanks to the Memphians for all the knowledge and stuff. Link to latest mix to post on my Twitter feed late Saturday US/Canada time.