September 28, 2020

Everywhere you look these days, it seems something needs fixing. And this something not only needs to be fixed but also must be flipped, fluffed, inflated, puffed up, “pinterested”, and embellished.

It’s as if nothing really is good enough… as is.

Now, I am not talking a...

September 28, 2020

A friend of mine recently asked a very simple and overly clichéd question over overly complicated cocktails. If I could go back and change one thing, what would it be?

Of course, my first response was to roll my recently, and more than likely ill-applied, Benefit eye sh...

September 28, 2020

It was probably from the pay phone that stood out front of Higdon’s, the old bait, tackle and breakfast joint that sat across from the pier in the Village.

“Mike Haugen called me up and said Higdon’s was for sale. Did I want to go in with him?” owner, Forrest Brown, rec...

March 27, 2020

Although, I am not sure what this phrase even means.

I have never raised one so I’m not sure what all the fuss is about. I do know it has something to do with dirt, snails, and pulled puppy dog tails. Later, I know because I have carpooled lots and lots them, come fumes...

March 27, 2020

I have just learned something life-changing.

As in a MIND BLOWN type of way. Almost as close, but not as significant, as the day you figure out there’s a tiny fuel symbol that lights up on the dashboard of your car to tell you which side of the tank you need to pull up...

July 12, 2019

I watched something a few weeks ago that strangely ended up being a lifesaver during a bittersweet summer. I want to pass it along now as a flotation device, of sorts, in case anyone else needs it to keep their head above water while drowning in copious amounts of tear...

June 3, 2019

In the name of the well-deserved and rightfully retired Captain Stubing, say it isn’t so.

It appears it could be time to whip out your 50 lb boom box, unpack your rolled-up posters of the “Brat Pack” and peel on those shin tight, acid-washed jeans. Another dreaded 80’s...

June 3, 2019

“Pick me, pick me,” a tender voice pleaded from the middle of an aisle at the back of a toy store. There were hundreds of stuffed animals spilling over wire racks in every size, every shape, every color. And beneath what appeared to be a rainbow waterfall of wonder, th...

June 3, 2019

Middle School: A Play

(Six Acts, both comedic and tragic)

Characters

MOM, one flip-flopped foot in front of the other, over-tired, sleep deprived, had it up to here 40 something  

MIDDLE SCHOOL GIRL, 14 something, know-it-all, moody with a chance of rain (uncontrollab...

June 3, 2019

When I first started my column for Lowcountry Weekly three and a half years ago, I was tasked with the assignment of coming up with a title. Trust me, this is not as easy as it sounds.

For one thing, the name should be authentic to the writer, not one note, or tren...

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