I will be the first to admit that when it comes to music, I get misty at points. I guess it's the sentiment of a song, if it lines up with something that I could never intimate to someone else. Love, death, remorse, all the biggies that get that lacrimal gland going in our everyday lives. I have even frequently wondered if it's some evil recipe in the chords and sounds that makes me turn into a bald and tattooed mass of nerves.
Whenever a song makes me tear up, I get all angry at the artist.
In which our intrepid reporter goes searching for the heart of America on a trailer pad. And finds disappointment, isolation, kindness and a great way to cook himself a turkey.
(Note: We're starting a new occasional feature on social media and its emergence in both business and personal relationships. And the blogs themselves will be much more entertaining than that description, we promise.)
It all started out so innocently. "We're from the same hometown!" "We made a real connection at that event for 0.865 seconds!" "She collects mid-century stamps featuring famous men she'd sleep with, too!"
It's a match made in heaven. Witty, engaging, prolific. You're sol
Photo by J.C. ReidNutella, for those who've never tasted it, is the "original creamy, chocolaty hazelnut spread." Popular in Europe (it's made in Italy), Nutella is mainly eaten at breakfast or for dessert by smearing it on bread or a croissant, or folding into a crepe. "Nutella" is a brand name, but like "Kleenex" or "Xerox," it has been "genericized" to refer to any spread made with hazelnuts and cocoa.
Nutella inspires fierce passion in its diehard fans. Brand-name Nutella is indeed c
Halloween is coming, and that means many, many costuming mistakes will be made by normally sane adults. To help stop this scourge, each Thursday we will be offering tips and analysis of what to avoid, or possibly what to do. Check out past entries here, here and here.
There's one thing -- or should we say two things? -- you can count on every Halloween: some annoying couple dressing up in a his-and-hers theme that they consider pure genius, if for no other reason than it expresses their false b
If it's November, it must be time for professional sports teams to start pimping cheerleader calendars.The Houston Texans cheerleaders are doing a promo tonight to launch sales of the 2010 calendar. The Texans calendars are not exactly known for their raciness, as befits the "good guy" philosophy of the team that has led to so many championships.Here's a shot from last year's calendar:
A perfectly nice-looking woman. And, if you look real closely, you may discern a belly button.There are man
Rocks Off's local watering hole is frequented by a lawyer named Eugene Lawley, whom we always refer to as our Walker Percy. Lawley has more than a small literary bent - we hardly ever mention a book he hasn't read - and has a fine ear for song lyrics. His sister wrote themes for television and movies. I recently suggested that he put together a list of lawyer songs.
According to Lawley, who works in the title/leases/land end of the oil and gas business, "There aren't many songs actually about l
