2013

Butter My Butt and Call Me a Biscuit

Language is my music. I’m not talking about the mechanics of grammar—a necessary evil in my affair with words. I’m referring to the inflection, the regional euphemisms and the quirky idioms that add texture to our conversations and communicate who we are and where we’ve been. That regional texture—whether it’s a Northern England clip, a […]

Her profile said she was athletic and adventurous, so I decided that I would take her to the bull riding competition being held at the local coliseum that weekend.