Friday, July 26, 2013
Wednesday, July 24, 2013
|At least it was not as bad as this guy, Sheesh....|
Monday, July 22, 2013
Monday, July 15, 2013
|borrowed from http://blog.analogmedium.com/2007/08/stacy-attack-of-schoolgirl-zombies-2001.html|
|Campbell also suggested garnish w/ coconut|
|It looks like GAULS but Bruce really signed ELVIS|
|Lousy shot of me. Awesome Star to work with|
Wednesday, July 10, 2013
|I just wished they'd come out of their shell....|
We stopped at the Gracie Watson plot
and I told them all about how Gracie had died of pneumonia leaving her parents
so upset they hired a sculptor to create a life size statue of their beloved
daughter. The kids were impressed at the details. Unfortunately, vandals back in
the 80s broke her nose off (which has long since been repaired) so a fence is
|No idea what this means but thought it was interesting looking|
|"Can you smell what the Ty is cooking?"|
Friday, July 5, 2013
|"Mr. Rags and Robby are in this," according to Jude.|
Wednesday, July 3, 2013
John Gideon aka Greg Allman, me, Randy Arnold, and Jeff Ragsdale
Raising the Proverbial Roof....
Jude loves oysters
Sanders amazes me at how much he looks like his Dad and his Mom
Ragsdale for the lose...
|"On you mark, get set|
This picture really summed my day up for me yesterday. Every now and then you take a picture which captures that moment and this is mine. Somehow watching Sanders and Jude walking along the road under a canopy of live oaks and a curtain of Spanish moss resonated inside of me.
That little voice in the back of my head which I now pay attention to me told me something important was happening here. At first, I thought maybe a story idea may pop up from this image and it may still. For some reason, Tom Sawyer and Huck Finn running along the muddy banks of the Mississippi came to mind which made me smile. When I tried to go coastal with that literary image, the best I could do was Toomer and Ben Meecham from The Great Santini which somehow didn’t quite hit the mark though a hell of a story.
Jeff Ragsdale and I met in the Fall of 1989. I’ve have watched this guy go from being the life of the party (which he still is) to a respected member of his community teaching Sunday school and even the treasurer of his PTA. (Hell, I can remember a time when our fraternity wouldn’t even accept a check from Rags)
Rags and I have stood by each other when our girlfriends dumped us, making a dreaded call to the West GA Registrar’s office to figure out the minimum GPA we needed to be eligible for graduation, and at many other times. This was the guy who was in the waiting room at Crawford Long Hospital and held my sister, sobbing when we got the news the Big Guy didn’t make it. A few times, Rags even blessed me out about getting my act together when it came to my health and gave me a much needed wake up call.
Quite truthfully, I could write a blog alone on my hysterical friendship with Jeffery Howell Ragsdale, Jr. For a quarter of a century, we’ve woven in and out of each other’s highs and lows. Though, I do my best to be my own man, I fall into the same trap all adults create for themselves where they compare their lives to those around them. Rags has always been my litmus test for adulthood.
Yesterday, I sat on a front porch in Darien GA while enjoying a pleasant coastal breeze with my life-long friend where we experienced yet another milestone. I watched my step-son hopefully make a life-long friend for himself but at the very least, I watched Jude have a blast and maybe a memory or two on our Guy’s Day. The words escape me today to wrap this one up in a clever way. Maybe I’m being too emotional. Maybe I just can’t find the words. I have no real idea.
I do know that once again I am reminded of how lucky I am in my friendship with Rags. I thank him for giving me yet another milestone in our big ol’ bucket list of life and I look forward to what my future brings with all of this. Whatever happens, I am betting there will be creases in my face from all the laugh lines.
And now Sanders and Jude rapping "It's Raining Ice Cream" :