Unfortunately for us humans, Daylight Savings makes the turning of the season feel less like a gentle nudge by a beneficent Mother Nature than a sharp bludgeoning about the head by the Lannister hound in Game of Thrones.
The (Civil) Society Column
How to go bragh
Welcome to the week of green, when Savannah rivals Oz for the title of Emerald City. With St. Patrick’s Day preparations and pre-partying in full effect, the enthusiasm is as […]
Spare the sneakers, foil the crime?
A few weeks back, at the behest of the Savannah–Chatham Metro Police Department, workers from Georgia Power removed almost 200 pairs of shoes from power lines in midtown. Something about […]
A mother-in-law’s journey
What do you do if you miss your mother–in–law? “Reload and aim better next time” goes the old joke. But if we’re going there, I’m more partial to this one: […]
A Savannah bar mitzvah bonanza
I strive to be the best party guest on the planet. I’ll bring the champagne. I’ll wear a costume. I’ll dance with your Aunt Gladys. I’ll listen raptly, cocktail in […]
Ladies’ night at the gun range
It all looks so easy in the movies. Trouble arises, and the heroine whips out her weapon from her thigh high stiletto boots, blasts the bad guys and blows the […]
My marvelous Meddin fantasy
For some, it’s Ryan Gosling. For others, it’s hot shoes. Me, I fantasize about real estate. And though I find walking through a breezy Jones Street flat or a Back […]
Too fast, too curious
Maybe I was lulled into a Supremes stupor by the oldies radio station, but I didn’t notice the speedometer creeping up. Maybe I was just tired, cruising home from the […]
No man — or woman — is an island
Looking upriver, it can be awfully easy to get depressed about the environmental state of affairs around here. When the abyss of hopelessness approaches, there’s only one antidote: Go outside […]
A new age of good vibes
The problem with New Year’s resolutions is that they’re so, well, resolute. If you’re the type to make resolutions and keep them, awesome. For me, it’s just another ticket down […]
The sweet ‘tee’ of success
I do not love golf. To say that I even like it would be a big fat lie. Growing up, my house abutted the fourth fairway of the Shalimar public […]
Shadow boxing the apocalypse
Everyone seems agog with the notion that something cataclysmic is going to transpire this Friday. Some people are just straight up tripping, squirreling away granola bars and batteries (a good […]
