When my sister-in-law, Terry Lynn, came into the family she used to talk about “whomp biscuits” and I had no idea what she was talking about. Then I heard her explain that they were the kind you peeled out of a can after you had “whomped” the can on the side of the counter to pop those suckers open.
I didn’t ride the bus to school when I was a kid; I walked. No, not 5 miles through the snow. It was less than a mile, but I had to cross the Yellow River bridge.
We live in a funny world. Yes, ha, ha funny, but strange funny, too. There are just so many contradictions in our world — things to me that just don’t make a lick of sense. Take the president of the United States. Please.
A night in the Uga Room at the UGA Hotel brings memories and gratitude for beloved mascot
I’m glad you are reading my column, whether you are holding it in your hand and getting good old-fashioned newsprint on your fingertips, or gazing at it on your own devise, be it iPad or computer or even your phone.
Wow. Education seems to be all over the news in the state of Georgia this week, and I haven’t seen a lot of positive comments. Go figure.
Seventeen years ago I published my first book, “Need Two.” That’s hard to believe, and “Need Two” is still one of the funniest books that I or Barbara Dooley have ever read. Just ask her; she’ll tell you.
Late people annoy me. There, I’ve said it.
A few of my former students, home from college, came by to visit me last week. I love seeing the kids I was able to torment in the name of education. Just kidding. Just kidding. But it really does make me feel good when the kids care enough to stop by.
I love Paris. I used to hate Paris. Then I went there. It is an incredibly beautiful city, especially at night. They don’t call it “The City of Lights” for no reason.