Len WoodsWorking the night shift at the Bethlehem MotelThe night manager of the Bethlehem Motel tossed the cup of old, cold coffee into the trash can and gave a quick, end-of-shift report.Dec 24, 2016Dec 24, 2016
Len WoodsWhat to do when you can’t fix what’s brokenEverywhere I look I see things in need of fixing.Jun 24, 2016Jun 24, 2016
Len WoodsWatching Trump and Hillary play kickball at recessI don’t know how it was at your grade school, but in Slidell, Louisiana, in the late 1960s, we had certain playground customs.May 11, 2016May 11, 2016
Len WoodsWhy it’s okay to be an indecipherable mess“If I have the stuff inside me to make cocoons — maybe the stuff of butterflies is there too.” Trina PaulusMay 9, 2016May 9, 2016
Len WoodsHow “more” and “faster” can kill your heartLast week I met an ultra-marathoner (i.e., one of those people who thinks running a mere 26.2 miles is for wusses).Apr 7, 2016Apr 7, 2016
Len WoodsWhat to do when you wake up in a Flannery O’Connor novelA friend in one of the helping professions once told me, “I would absolutely love my job…if it weren’t for the people.” Then he laughed.Apr 6, 2016Apr 6, 2016
Len WoodsWhen being “dissed” is a good thingI went through a phase where I used the word disillusioned a lot. I said it because I thought it sounded sophisticated. And I acted like…Mar 31, 2016Mar 31, 2016
Len WoodsThe forest of kneesMy last visit to Disneyworld was a long time ago. I won’t reveal the year, but let’s just say it was back when Disney only had about four…Mar 31, 2016Mar 31, 2016
Len WoodsA completely unscientific Presidential campaign experimentAnd now for your election year pleasure, an anecdote about three of the candidates still standing:Mar 20, 20162Mar 20, 20162