Deconstructing me

It was my Gerald Ford moment. I became president of the South Carolina High School Thespian Society because the president’s parents decided to move to Wyoming.

Since then, I’ve taken on many challenges, but I never seriously considered running for political office. That is until November.

I’m not in the habit of getting this personal in my columns, but because several people know about my recent deliberation, I decided that before it was reported elsewhere I should tell the story myself.

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All they need for Christmas

Dear Santa, I thought I’d help with some gift suggestions in case the elves are baffled by what to get this crew. After all, we don’t know what to do with these people either. Gov. Steve Beshear Better taste in... Read More ›

Ghosts of coaches past

I wasn’t sad to see Billy Gillispie go. Frankly, I would have given him a lift to the airport. Not long after Gillispie was heralded as the next great thing for Kentucky basketball, he proved to be a spoiled brat... Read More ›

Piggish behavior all around

You say you’ve heard the story about three little pigs? Not this one. Little Pig One, a neighborhood association, built pretty loft condos and fostered urban development in a place called Butchertown, where unpleasant smells and industrial traffic from the... Read More ›

Not so pretty in pink

Poor November. It’s a month without a color, a month without a cause. Sure, Thanksgiving is fun, what with the Macy’s Parade, the turkey and the pie. But let’s be honest: It’s not October. October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month.... Read More ›

Internal combustion

In today’s society we live our lives out loud. Personal dramas spill out in memoirs and on reality television. Facebook shares our every feeling. “Wednesday morning. I’m still bushed. Lots o’ coffee today!” Twitter instantly broadcasts even the most mundane... Read More ›

Be afraid. Be very afraid!

“You BITCH!” I really didn’t mean to yell. But she tricked me. It was ingenious, really. You see, I’m not good with needles. At all. So when I went to get my first flu shot at my neighborhood grocery store... Read More ›

An indistinct possibility

I’m sorry. I am sincerely proud of Louisville, but “Possibility City”? It’s just not true. OK, it’s true in the same way it was possible that I was going to spend the entire Labor Day weekend repainting my basement. However,... Read More ›

(Town)hallmarks of dissention

Ever watched a movie so bad you wished you had those two wasted hours back? I’m hoping that’s not my regret next week after I moderate Rep. John Yarmuth’s in-person town hall meeting at Central High School (Wednesday, Sept. 2,... Read More ›