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Wednesday, November 25,2009
From the front row things looked larger than life. Giant youth stalked the floor, their sneakers squeaking, feet slapping as they covered the court in three wide strides. The unmistakable sound of a ball on hardwood pierced the soundscape, a din of crowd noise, pom-pom rustle and blaring horns.
Wednesday, November 18,2009
I call it the Cool Guy Vest, and I'm wearing it today, made of brushed black suede, sheeny satin and sturdy steel snaps. Totally badass.
Wednesday, November 11,2009
Thales took things the ancient Greeks attributed to the actions of the gods - magnetism, math and yes, even life itself - and tried to explain them in terms of the natural world, the reality in which he existed. He really blew everyone away when he accurately predicted a solar eclipse that took place during the Battle of Halys in 585 BC.
Wednesday, November 4,2009
I'm trapped. A prisoner. I might as well have one foot nailed to the floor and the other stuck in a bucket. I'm not going anywhere... not for a while, anyway. But the kid seems to be doing fine right now - he's currently rummaging through the kitchen for something inoffensive to eat - so I might as well get some work done.
Wednesday, October 28,2009
Lewis Pagano, DDS (retired), shifted somewhat uncomfortably in the ladder-backed chair in his youngest daughter's living room. It was his 90 th birthday party, and Lewis, the last of seven children born to Italian immigrants in Morristown, NJ, must have experienced a form of deja vu.
Wednesday, October 21,2009
It's just a K-Mart. Nothing special about that.
In fact, one could argue that the merchandise at K-Mart is the opposite of special - mass-produced goods slapped together in some Asian sweatshop... filling row after row, aisle after aisle... nothing here is unique. Nothing is one of a kind.
Wednesday, October 14,2009
Downtown Greensboro, nightfall. The Carolina Theatre roils with a fan-based contingent of revelers - here for the show, here for the party, here to place faces on those distinctive voices they hear over the airwaves every morning during drive time.
Wednesday, October 7,2009
Whoa. I was in the video store attempting to procure the new Batman game - which, it turns out, is not available for the antique Playstation 2 with which I have cursed my children. But once the call came through my concerns seemed trivial, to say the least.
Wednesday, September 30,2009
Out and about in Chapel Hill
I've got the novelist Allan Gurganus cornered on the front deck of the house by the bar, complimenting him on the dialect style he used in his novel The Oldest Living Confederate Widow Tells All, and also his snappy vest which in my opinion looks very literary. He politely humors me before begging off.
Wednesday, September 23,2009
Rain falls on the castle near the foot of Summit Avenue. It rolls off the roof and trickles from the eaves, runs through the gutters and drainpipes. Rain slinks down the castle's hard granite surface, rivulets racing to the mossy ground, where they seep into the soil.
Wednesday, September 16,2009
But there exist other, less publicized but almost as prolonged cases of mistaken identity in the place known affectionately as the Cancer City. Two weeks ago, Joseph Abbitt was released from a Forsyth prison after DNA evidence cleared him of a 14-year-old rape conviction.
Wednesday, September 9,2009
I figured something out today, an extension of a lesson I learned in college, though it wasn't something I picked up in the classroom. And to tell this story properly I have to admit something: For a time in the late '80s and early '90s, I was in a fraternity.
Wednesday, August 26,2009
Jason Bohn owned the joint when he teed off on the 17th hole at Sedgefield Country Club on Sunday afternoon, the final round of the Wyndham Championship. He sat alone atop the leaderboard at 16 under par for his week's efforts, plus he was having the best round of the day.
Wednesday, August 19,2009
It had been a tough season so far for the Hornets of the Price-Bryan YMCA summer basketball league. Even as the season began, the 9- and 10-year-olds faced a nearly insurmountable challenge: It was the kids first year playing together as a team, while all the other squads in the league had a least a couple seasons worth of experience.
Wednesday, August 12,2009
I've run away from home. Why? None of your damn business, that's why. Suffice it to say that, like Bill Murray's character in the film What About Bob?, I'm taking a vacation from my problems.
Wednesday, August 5,2009
It all started out innocently enough, I guess: a free outdoor concert in downtown Greensboro, a gathering of friends and family, a summer afternoon with the implied promise of lazy fun and fellowship.
Wednesday, July 29,2009
I'm going to tell you something about yourself that you might already know, but may have forgotten: You think you are a pretty funny person. It's okay - everyone thinks that they have a great sense of humor, just like everybody thinks they're a little smarter than average and that their families are more messed up than anyone else's.
Wednesday, July 22,2009
A mid the normal afternoon sounds at Wet 'N' Wild Emerald Pointe waterpark - laughter, yes, and excited screams and the constant rush of moving water came a strained and slow flatulence followed by a wet, smacking plop.
Friday, July 17,2009
The army ant general lined up his 10 best ants, and paced in front of them. He got right into the first soldiers proboscis and gave him his marching orders. I want you to go out there and tell the truth! Now go! Go! And off the first ant scurried, to go tell the truth.
Wednesday, July 15,2009
The army ant general lined up his 10 best ants, and paced in front of them. He got right into the first soldier's proboscis and gave him his marching orders. "I want you to go out there and tell the truth! Now go! Go!" And off the first ant scurried, to go tell the truth.