The Battle of Aiken Rides Again...

I just returned home from a great evening downtown. I went to the world premier of the homegrown movie 'The Battle of Aiken'? held at the historic Imperial Theater.

Now Who Am I Going to Watch?

Peter Jennings was the only reason to watch network news.

Time Flies...

Every school has a couple of kids who, for whatever reason, don't make it to graduation. There are car accidents, the "hey look at me" accidents and well, there's always murder.

Mississippi's Problem should Stay Mississippi's Problem.

Augusta is a great town if you are sick. You can go to MCG if you are a trauma patient, if you keel over with a heart attack; tell the ambulance to take you to University. If you are having a baby, there are several hospitals in the area with wonderful women's centers. If you are a burn patient, go directly to the Joseph M. Still Burn Center at Doctor's Hospital.

Evidently, Mississippi is also telling its burn patients which road to take to the burn center at Doctor's. In an article from the Tuesday, August 2nd edition of the Augusta Chronicle, it states that currently Doctor's Hospital now takes patients from South Carolina, North Carolina, Florida, Tennessee and Alabama. According to the article, that list might include Mississippi in the near future.

A Marriage by Any Other Name....would stink.

My apologies to Shakespeare.

I have just finished watching a documentary on same-sex marriage. Same Sex America chronicles seven Massachusetts couples during that state's fight over same-sex marriage. For the last half hour of the show I sat on my couch, just me and my box of Kleenex; crying as the marriages took place.

I am not one of those right-wing conservatives that are crying over the loss of the sanctity of marriage. I am one of those conservatives who think that the sanctity of marriage was lost when the divorce rate rose above 50%. The crying came, as one by one, all the participants in these marriages wept over the signing of the marriage license. Most weddings have a couple of older ladies, crying under the nettings of their blue hats; but in this instance, all the participants were crying over the simplicity of a legal document.

The Silence is Broken

Where to begin? Some blogs have a central theme, an underlying reason for existing. Not this blog. This will be about...nothing, everything, whatever I am reading, whoever I have spoken to, things that annoy me, and the little bits of stupid trivia that I am always picking up.

You are probably waiting for an introduction. For starters, I am 27, married with one daughter. I have spent most of my life here in Augusta. I am somewhat involved in local politics, so from time to time, or all the time, you will hear my ranting on political/governmental issues.