It’s all in the Translation
You don’t generally think of bank robbers as being courteous but that’s the rap (so to speak) on a man who robbed a bank located inside a Kroger in Houston, TX this summer. The video shows Mr. Manners tipping his hat at the teller and wishing everyone in line a wonderful day before making his getaway. Last I heard he was still at large. Authorities
Record Setting Terminal Runs
Hello folks, let’s chat…Remember my big honking announcement to never connect in Atlanta again, so help me Scarlet O’Hara? Yeah, I don’t blame y’all for laughing. It was only a matter of time. On the bright side, I used my last visit to further develop my theory on Atlanta International. I believe the employees suffer from an extreme form of claustrophobia that has
American Author on ATSLIVE!
ATS LIVE premiere's the first episode of American Author.
Writing with the Stars meets The Story- A New Reality Radio Segment Premieres on ATSLIVE!
Fun! That's what it's going to be! I've been playing around with having an ATS LIVE segment that would be like a writing reality radio show, think Writing with the Stars meets The Story with different authors participating on each episode. And because I am a spur of the moment type of belle, I've decided there is no time like the present! That said, this
Hot Chicken Salad Casserole
If you're the least bit Southern, you've had your share of chicken salad. Today I want to show y’all a delicious twist on it. This is chicken salad served as a main dish. 4 cups chopped chicken breast ( 6 breasts ) 1/2 stick butter 2 cups mayonnaise 4 tsp. lemon juice 4 tsp. chopped onion 1/4 tsp. Accent 2 cups chopped celery 1 cup slivered almonds 1 cup grated cheese 2 cups plain potato
“Lewis Grizzard in the Southern Quote”
He was born on Oct. 20th, 1946 in Fort Benning, Georgia. He spent a life time making us laugh and we responded by making him famous. We laughed at his jokes and bought his books. Although he first worked as a newspaper reporter and editor, it was his humor columns that endeared him to his countrymen. Like Mark Twain before him, he took scenes from
“Muddy Holes and Swimming Pools”
One terribly hot summer day on Bull Run Road, when my sisters and I were three little tomboys with a lot of time on our hands, we decided to build ourselves a swimming pool behind my daddy's tractor shed. We must've dug most of the afternoon before Cyndie, my oldest sister and consequently the foreman, deemed the hole to be large enough. The three of
“Running Bear Goldstein Flys High”
I once heard it said that a writer is an eavesdropper with the instincts of a peeping Tom. I wouldn’t go that far, but I will admit that there’s a hint of truth to the quote. The only way I could possibly quit gathering stories would be to wear blinders and earplugs and something tells me that I could still pick up a few whoppers.
Crow is Never Tasty
Hello folks, let’s chat… As the election draws nearer, and the rhetoric gets more and more heated, I think we could all stand to be reminded to keep our speech seasoned with salt, lest we be forced to eat crow. And crow, my friends, is never tasty, which of course reminds me of a story… experience. It happened years ago at the Dairy Queen that used
Photo Ops and the Big Drift
As I pulled my paddle through the water, and eased into prayer, the sun began peeking over the line of cypress trees on the lake’s edge, casting a glorious band of gold across the surface like it was marking out a path. It felt like divine timing. Yesterday I’d been writing about a scripture from Proverbs 4:18, “But the path of the righteous is like
