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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”

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,”

I love this little project.

I love this little project.

On the morning of Thursday, December 23, I received an email from Jo Brake—The Owners Association’s London-based Regional Manager for Europe, Middle East, Africa and Australasia. She had a last-minute request, in case we could handle it on short notice: A seasonal greeting card design, using the photo below. Although Jo already had specific copy

Baggett’s Fourth Ad: Giving Thanks.

Baggett’s Fourth Ad: Giving Thanks.

In late September, Baggett’s most-excellent recruiting director Daniel Buckhannan asked if we could find a place, in his current ads, to insert a simple Happy Thanksgiving message for the month of November. We looked. We thought about it. Then we thought about it some more. We were just about to call Daniel and tell him

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

Hope I Die Before I Get Old.

Hope I Die Before I Get Old.

If you asked me, Pete Townshend’s classic line has a lot more to do with attitude than age. First, make no mistake: When it comes to lifestyle, nobody’s older for his age than me. At 25, I married the perfect excuse to stop going out on weeknights. Six years later, we gave birth to the

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