I’m happy today to see that The Roanoke Times published my letter to the editor about relying too heavily on “open mindedness” in considering conspiracy theories. You can read it online right here.
Thanks, as always, to the editorial department of The Roanoke Times for allowing me to share my opinion in this leading regional Virginia newspaper.
I’m so happy tonight to see that the New River Valley News published my latest letter to the editor — about the overreliance on “open-mindedness” in evaluating conspiracy theories. You can read it online right here.
Thanks once again to Editor and Web Developer Rose Bowen for allowing me to share my opinion with my neighbors in Southwest Virginia.
I’m quite happy tonight to share here that The Roanoke Star printed my latest letter to the editor — about the overreliance on “open-mindedness” in validating popular conspiracy theories. You can find it right here.
Thanks once again to Publisher Stuart Revercomb for allowing me to share my opinion through this first-rate resource for news and commentary in Roanoke, Virginia!
I’m kinda happy with the fortuitous composition of the last video and photo. That swan just lined up perfectly in the center of the shot.
The building that you see in the distance in the second clip is Carilion Roanoke Memorial Hospital.
I cropped an old photo from Warrenton, Virginia, and I really like the way it turned out.
Seen in downtown Roanoke this weekend. I have a pal out west who exemplifies the maxim, and we were having a conversation about it only the night before. Synchronicity.
So I’m a little bit of a weird guy. I had this absolutely vivid dream the night before last that I was a world-famous singer-songwriter. And I stopped into my old college town of Fredericksburg, Virginia, where all of my school’s deans and professors came out to greet me and invite me over for coffee. I was a celebrity.
The reason I was in Fredericksburg was to record a new version of my latest big hit at a local church — this time it would be a gospel version of the song. (Think of U2’s Rattle and Hum album.) This song, which had been my most popular ever, was called “My Girlfriend Got Eaten by a Gator.”
Here’s the thing — I SWEAR I can remember it perfectly. It’s stuck in my head. I was humming it all day yesterday. If only I knew how to write music, I’d write it down and go all the way to the Grammys.
Update — sorry for not posting a trigger warning for any unfortunate souls whose girlfriends were, tragically, eaten by gators. My bad.
Photo credit: The Howard Gospel Choir performs at Kulturama in Stockholm. US Embassy Sweden, Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons
Totally true fact — as a New Yorker living in The South, I do NOT always understand what people are saying to me. The accents, the idioms …
I CAN’T keep asking people to clarify or repeat things every time this happens. This town would grind to a halt.
So if I respond inappropriately or not at all to something you’ve said to me, Roanokers, please know that I can’t help it. A lot of your upbeat utterances kinda blend together for me. We could be talking about American Idol, the Spanish American War, three-cheese omelettes, the Nikkei Stock Index, whatever. I JUST DON’T KNOW.
Just north of downtown, seen on an overcast summer day from the walkway over the railroad tracks.
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