Wham, Scam, Thank You Ma’am!

Women of a certain age, if they’re being honest, will tell you the first time someone calls you ma’am can be, well damn right annoying. C’mon, I don’t have $1,000.00 of Oil of Olay scattered all over my bathroom for this shit. But you get over it. If you’re from the South, you blame it on “the younguns bein’ raised right.” You accept it. You buy more wrinkle cream and hope for the best. The years go by. You get used to the ma’ams. You think, “Okay, I can live with…

Dorothy Parker: The Queen of One Liners

I love Dorothy Parker. That quick wit. Her great one liners. I quote Parker quite often. (These days when telemarketers have been bugging me all day on the phone and it rings yet again.) What fresh hell is this? She would ask when her doorbell rang, irritated. Ah, Dorothy, what fresh hell indeed. Did Jehovah’s Witnesses visit you on Saturday mornings, too? Nothing against Jehovah’s Witnesses, but it is Saturday morning for Christ’s sake! To which they reply, “Exactly!” Of her morning routine, Parker said, “I brush my teeth and sharpen my…

A Conversation with Jimmy “Duck” Holmes

There are some days we just look back and say, “Dang! That was a great day!” Yesterday was that kind of day for me. Here’s how it went. I have one New Year’s Resolution – get organized (which will, of course solve all my problems.) I have dedicated my morning hours to promoting Flamingo Funeral & Tales from the Land of Tea Cakes and Whiskey. I was researching the Mississippi Blues Trail as it is a great dream of mine to possibly set up a small book tour along the trail…

Unplugged

How could I do such a thing? How had I been so careless? But the evidence was there. Or not there. After a weekend trip to attend my granddaughter’s first birthday party and my brother’s wedding, I had left behind the charger to my laptop. DANG!!!! This was the week I was going to complete the last edit of the book. This was the week I was going to finalize the book cover. This was the week I was going to clean out my inbox. This was the week I was going…