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Fourteen Years Ago Today.

Fourteen Years Ago Today.

I wrote the following email first thing in the morning on September 12, 2001. Hope you find it worthwhile reading. If Jerry Maguire can do it, so can I – – - So here is my personal manifesto: I believe our nation as a whole, and each of us individually, has been given the opportunity

The Rolling Stones – Exile On Main Street (Remastered)

The Rolling Stones – Exile On Main Street (Remastered)

NOTE: The piece below was originally published just after the remastered album’s release in 2010—when I was still writing an online music column for B-Metro Magazine. Hope you enjoy it. I vividly remember where I was, the first time I heard two albums as a child. In fourth grade, maybe fifth, I was in Hal Smyer’s

LG: Where Incompetent Meets Unconscionable

IS THE LG V10 THE DUMBEST PHONE EVER question mark   YOU TELL ME period I’VE OWNED FOUR SMART PHONES comma THE V10 IS BY FAR THE MOST EXPENSIVE ONE I’VE EVER OWNED comma AND IT’S THE ONLY ONE THAT ROUTINELY SPELLS OUT THE WORDS “PERIOD” comma “QUESTION MARK” comma “EXCLAMATION POINT” comma AND “COMMA”

Board Out Of His Mind? Not Even For A Minute.

Board Out Of His Mind? Not Even For A Minute.

Almost true story: It’s the first day of kindergarten for Brian Giattina’s son, and his turn comes to introduce himself. “I’m Gus. My dad runs a meth lab and an extortion ring.” Horrified, the teacher pulls him aside. “Gus, your father is a good man. Why would you say something like that?” “I didn’t want

Bad Day? Not An Option Here.

Bad Day? Not An Option Here.

When I grow up, I want to be like Calvin Morris. If you’ve ever passed the Publix shopping center on Green Springs during weekday lunch hours, Calvin is the guy dancing on the sidewalk with the Firehouse Subs sign. In my entire life, I have never seen anyone bring more joy to his work. Calvin

Simple Tastes For Neighborhood Friend

Simple Tastes For Neighborhood Friend

## The following “Farewell” column was written by Thomas Spencer for the 10/26/03 issue of The Birmingham News. It remains one of my all-time favorite pieces from that fine and venerable publication. ## Lord Baltimore Gin was his balm and pork his passion. Virtually every evening after work, Franklin Headen would hold court from a

Let’s Do The Time Warp.

Let’s Do The Time Warp.

I recently read (and, by the way, mostly enjoyed) Stephen King’s latest novel, 11/22/63. Which, to make a very long story short, is a book involving time travel. For some reason, it’s reminded me of a real life King-esque story from my own past. So join me as we return to a balmy evening in

Can’t We All Just Get Along?

Can’t We All Just Get Along?

Almost true story: A fine Southern lady and her daughter are taking a cab through New York, when the young girl asks about several brazenly-dressed women standing at a nearby street corner. “Well, sweetheart,” her mother explains, “those women are personal escorts. Single gentlemen hire ladies like that to keep them company.” “Aww comon, toots,”

Equal Parts Elvis And Colonel Tom.

Equal Parts Elvis And Colonel Tom.

REMEMBERING TECH’S COOLEST CONTROL FREAK. It’s six days after Steve Jobs’ death, and I interrupted my work flow this morning to click on a melodramatic story headline about the biological father he never knew. Needless to say, I can’t ever remember being so endlessly fascinated by a company CEO—which is why, at the 11th hour

‘Blair Witch’ Turns Camping Trip Into Nightmare

‘Blair Witch' Turns Camping Trip Into Nightmare

(A true story, by Bob Carlton) NOTE: Bob wrote this column for The Birmingham News August 6, 1999 . If you asked me, it’s still just as good 12 years later. I have seen the Blair Witch. It was right outside my tent. But first some background: Last week, I interrupted my annual baseball vacation

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