Thirty-nine cult followers “shed” their “containment units” a few weeks ago to meet up with an alien spacecraft traveling in the shadow of the Hale-Bopp Comet. It should come as no surprise that they were from California. We’ve got some good old boys here in Alabama that may see UFOs from time to time. We […]
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There are uptown little towns, and then there are not-so-uptown little towns. Fortunately, Andalusia is in the “uptown” category. What makes an “uptown,” you ask? Cultural things do. Civic pride. A good golf course. Artists. Writers. A pretty square. Andalusians certainly have more to do than go to a hamburger joint and drive around the
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My first day in Central Park on in-line skates was filled with excitement. The threat of permanent brain damage always gets me keyed up. I certainly got closer to New Yorkers. Real close. I skated face-first into garbage men, hotdog sellers, innocent children, joggers, bums, and even a cute woman playing a guitar. You’d be surprised how quickly hotdog sellers help stop you when you’ve grabbed hold of their weenie cart and started down a big hill (those umbrellas atop the carts also create a parachute effect if you’re going really fast).
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There are basically three kinds of elevators in New York City: old; new; and scary.
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What happens in Alabama when it snows? People go crazy. The weathermen get excited. There’s a mad rush for the grocery store (as if two inches of snow might actually force people to pull an Ethan Frome). And after the roads get good and iced over, Bubba invariably gets cabin fever and decides to take the Dodge Ram out for a spin.
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So in the mighty Empire State Building, I paid five bucks to ride to the top in an Otis. We stopped prematurely around the 73 floor. And there we sat. Four two hours. Dangling by a cord. By a veritable thread. By the 64 year-old design of Mr. Otis. The other tourists were from Kansas or somewhere like that and got nervous.
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As I have said before, I’m just not real swift at sports. Blasphemy, I know, in Alabama. We are a state of sportsman. Shoot, “Bear” Bryant is a deity. God may have created the heavens and earth in six days, but the Bear whupped up on Notre Dame. Call Dash – yes sir: soccer, football,
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Why Big Hair is all the rage in the Deep South
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I do not ever plan to don a thong.
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