Professor & educator; hack philosopher, artist & writer
It was way back in the summer of 1987 and I was living in Myrtle Beach and one night after work I was walking down the strip back to my apartment with my friend…
“What would an ocean be without a monster lurking in the dark depths. It would be like sleep without dreams.”
— Werner Herzog, Conquest of the Useless: Reflections from the Making of Fitzcarraldo
The Parable of the Pastor Who Couldn’t Be Bothered
Many years ago there was a pastor who would sit in his study and write letters thinking that by them he could make a great moral change in society. He never went out to visit the sick or do his pastoral work but instead…
One afternoon I was sitting at this dive of a beach bar called Sharkey’s Pub having a drink and talking to Lisa while she was on break from Eagle’s. She always came next door to Sharkey’s and had a diet coke.
It was the summer after my sophomore year of college and I had moved to the…
The lightning bugs always came out just as darkness descended. When we were kids we would sit outside on the screened porch and the lightning bugs would light up for a moment and sit suspended in the thick air. Hundreds of them at a time would hang like lazy blinking constellations in our dark backyard and…