Ripped Guy at Dick’s:  Welcome to Dick’s Sporting Goods! Can I help you find something specific? Me:  Um……ah…….mumblemumblemumble. RGAD:  I’m sorry? What was that? Me: MUMBLEMUMBLE. RGAD:  (Nervous laugh) Sorry. Still didn’t get that. Me:  I’M LOOKING FOR A JOCK STRAP! (Every eye in the store zeroes in on me.)Continue Reading

Dear Cayleigh: You leave today. I told myself I wouldn’t cry. I lied to myself. I couldn’t stop the flow. Since you came along almost 10 years ago, I could always pop in the car and see you whenever I wanted. You lived just across the river. It wasn’t far.Continue Reading

Stories about my Mamaw.  A repost today, because it is mine and MTM’s 8th wedding anniversary. This series is a gift to my cousin Lori, who only met our Mamaw once that she remembers. Set in the hillbilly hollows of Eastern Kentucky. Part of Lori’s and my collective heritage probably includesContinue Reading