And you thought you were having a rough week …

I almost forgot to write this column because it wasn’t on the list.

As a writer, I can’t deny harboring an appreciation for the richness of slang, metaphors, similes and colloquialisms.

It’s no secret our little corner of the world is more diverse than it once was. Thousands of transplants from other states, countries and continents have chosen to call our area home.

Get this: Men’s and women’s brains are different.

Having raised three daughters, I’ve gained, in the words of Liam Neeson, “a very particular set of skills.” Unfortunately, none of these skills would be useful in the event of an international kidnapping.Because two of our daughters (and some of our credit cards) are now in college and one i…

In the heart of Berkeley County, where growth and development intertwine with the charm of southern living, a critical issue demands attention and action – the state of our road infrastructure.

What’s the difference between a baby boomer and a toddler? You can get a toddler to eat vegetables.

My brother, T-Bob, and I talk, text, or share iTunes almost daily. If we’re not swapping songs, we’re talking or texting about songs.

When you poke a hornet’s nest, you expect to get stung.

I have always been fascinated by the Super Bowl and everything surrounding it. It’s a sporting event that unites football lovers, casual fans and even those who aren’t fans.

Now that my age has surpassed the mid-century mark and I’m more ancient than virtually all professional athletes, everyone in my department at work, and even my pastor at church, I’ve noticed that the old memory is not what it used to . . . . Wait. What was I writing about again?

Now that the holiday season is over, most of us have packed away the décor, shrieked at the scale (don’t ask) and are back to “normal” life ... if one can call crippling inflation ($7 for a bag of Doritos?) normal, which I refuse to. 

While struggling to find a suitable angle for this Valentine’s Day essay, I lucked upon some “Reader’s Digest” clickbait.

authentic: not false or imitation; true to one’s personality, spirit, or character; made or done the same way as an original - Merriam-Webster Dictionary

Despite my best preventive measures, I have spent decades enduring the "stillgottas.”

I was walking through Home Depot the other day, minding my own, when my head suddenly swiveled around. It was involuntary. A reflex. 

Disclaimer: No pets die in this column (but they sometimes smell like they did).

Get this:

I forgot what it was like to experience a good old common cold.Prior to covid, you see, the cold-getting experience went like this: I’d wake with a stuffy nose and scratchy throat and my only thought was to curse the gods for visiting a new virus cocktail on me that was going to make me cran…

Aging is funny. Not so much “hee-hee-hee” funny as “What NOW?!?” funny.

Without much fanfare (okay, I did write and voice a radio commercial noting the milestone), I recently marked 25 years of my “day job” working for a farmers cooperative.

“Your present circumstances don’t determine where you can go; they merely determine where you start.” - Nido Qubein

As we bid farewell to the year that left us with more questions than answers (thanks a lot, 2023), we find ourselves at the crossroads of tradition and rebellion. Yes, it’s when we’re bombarded with the pressure to make New Year’s resolutions – those well-intentioned pledges last about as lo…

Romans 12:5 “So we, though many, are one body in Christ, and individually members one of another.” Matthew 18:20  “For where two or three are gathered in my name, there am I among them.”

Merry Christmas from the Land of Frazzle! I could say Dazzle because I’m finally done decorating five days before liftoff. (I had to iron a wired ribbon to hang one of the wreaths I put off until yesterday.)

As the number of days between now and Christmas continues to dwindle, there’s a shift in the air — a change marked by decorations, cheerful melodies and the warm glow of lights adorning homes and streets. It’s that time of the year when the spirit of Christmas is all around, reminding us of …

Finally, the press is doing some hard-hitting reporting about our upcoming presidential election.

Need to get your heart pumping? Want to feel like you’re in The Hunger Games? 

I had forgotten about it, but my father once reminisced about finding elementary school-aged me habitually “watching” TV with my back turned to the set.He said I explained that I could imagine more interesting scenes in my mind.The real demonstration of my creativity was that I could conjure…

A study by researchers at Purdue University called “Robotics in Education” shows when applied to education, robotics and simulators can change the way students learn and ultimately help him or her become a more knowledgeable and well-adjusted student. Robotics can also be used to bring students into the classroom that otherwise might not be able to attend.

I’m not quite sure what my latest sins are, but they must be legion. 

Welp, it took four years and a plane ride, but Covid finally came to visit. 

San Francisco, one of America’s most iconic cities, is in decay. Smash-and-grab robberies and open shoplifting have forced businesses to close, law enforcement has tied hands, and urine, feces and the used syringes of zombie drug addicts litter the streets.

It was a family event for the ages.

Ladies, ladies, ladies.

Hot peppers bring tears to my eyes, but so does a family anecdote from my young adulthood.

Hmmmm.

I suppose it was just a matter of time before casual dress hit the U.S. Senate.

A few days ago, my wife and I were taking our evening almost-senior-citizen power stroll, and the subject of Hooters came up. Yes, Hooters. And I’ll tell you why (even if you wish I wouldn’t).

I bought a sewing machine to hem pants and make pillows. Simple, right?

So, now the fuzzy purple critter isn’t the only “grimace” I’ll associate with the McDonald’s chain.