Is a bus always just a bus? If you find yourself downtown tomorrow near the Chamber of Commerce’s offices at 20th and 5th Avenue North,…
Musings of a Bronxite Living in the South
Category: Cities
It’s been a while since I’ve posted an entry, though it’s not because I haven’t tried. In the last five days, I’ve had… wait for…
Earlier this week we talked about the beginning of The Year of Alabama Arts, taking a look at the women of Gees Bend. This year…
As our friend (and fellow Magic City Flickr Group member) Curtis captured yesterday, we do “…live in interesting times.” This image shows that while some…
Yesterday was one of the most beautiful days I’d experienced since I’ve been in Birmingham… and I almost missed it. I spent the majority of the day beginning what seems to be the never ending task of cleaning the loft, skipping what many would believe to be required activities on Sunday morning; church and Sunday School. I ended up skipping most of my planned activities attempting to clean up my escape hatch in life, my home. Betsy decided that I had to leave the house before driving her crazy, so I went to one of our mega bookstores. I ended up running into my organization’s board chair at said store, who basically reiterated the fact that I should enjoy the day instead of being cooped up inside. This may have been due to the aimless wandering that I was apparently doing through the bookstore.
I ended up getting in the car with two magazines, including a premier issue of one entitled Good (a very interesting read and one that may get referenced more often in the coming months), I just decided it wasn’t time to go home yet. I got lost in Mountain Brook (which is still not really that hard to do for me) and found my way to the Clumpie’s. Then I decided to work on one of the 101 in 1001 that I had not in a long time.
