No. 165 - Golf, Gunsmoke, and Juicy Fruit
342 Words. 2 Minute Read.
A blind man could’ve offered a better reading over the yardage markers, and the pin flags—what was left of them—were as threadbare as an old man’s underwear.
No. 163 - Two Mornings in Texas
335 Words. 1 Minute Read.
There are two mornings in Texas—gloomy or glorious—and the good Lord didn’t see to putting a damn thing in between.
No. 162 - A Laundromat in Austin
920 Words. 4 Minute Read.
Think about it—when was the last time you folded your unmentionables in the company of strangers? It’s probably been a while—if ever. Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for the convenience of doing these things in the privacy of your home, but there’s something humane about being part of a community, if only for an hour.