Today I would consider it a great privilege if you would allow me to introduce you to a young man by the given name of Samuel. Someone special you might ask? On no, far from it I'm afraid, he was a simple country boy, born and raised in the Tennessee mountains. I'm sure his life... Continue Reading →
Ode to the lowly Whistle Pig.
My fellow TCC members. Most of you have gotten used to the fact that some, if not most of our stories, are a bit on the odd side. When I say most, I mean all and let's be real, all of you possess an uncommonly high degree of common sense elsewise you wouldn't be here.... Continue Reading →
Ahab’s real name was Wendall
Ahab...the name carry's with it a ponderous weight. Scenes of massive wooden ships under full canvas fill our noggins, if we allow ourselves the privilege, we can almost hear the overbearing Captain as he berates the lowly shipmates. With little effort we may go so far as to catch a glimpse of the massive white... Continue Reading →
Did Ye’ wipe Ye” Feet ‘fore Ye’ Got in the Bed?
It's been a while since the last post, but I got a good reason I promise. You see, a few years ago the little Mrs. and myself moved off to the beach for a while. Since then we've been blessed with no less than seven grand-babies. These damnable treatments combined with the travel distance made... Continue Reading →