In the interest of allowing the subject to speak freely, let’s call my friend Adam. As in “you don’t know him from Adam.” The old idiom. You know it, right? So Adam is an accomplished local musician. And as the United States unmistakably values its arts, he is able to...
“You got video on that thing?” a middle-aged man in a gray T-shirt asked assertively, as he approached me between a bouquet of party balloons blocking the street view of large sign comparing abortion to Pearl Harbor. “I wanted to make sure I tell you about the death,...
You might get lucky if someone exclaims “Oh, Muhammad Ali!” But chances are, go anywhere in the world, mention you live in Louisville and expect the requisite: “Hey, KFC!” Which is not totally unfair — the immediate sight I beheld exiting a Tube stop during my first...
Originally appearing May 8, 2017 at LEO Weekly. The middle of Race 10, a little over two hours before the day’s marquee event, is approximately the time I realized I might’ve made an error in judgement — not an uncommon feeling with regard to the Derby. A heaping...
This originally appeared in the March 21, 2017 issue of LEO Weekly. “Official Donald J. Trump for President Gear is ONLY Available Inside the Venue” read the bottom of the ticket to get into the rally in Louisville on Monday night. This struck me as odd. If you...
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