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Writers Legs McNeil and Gillian McCain, authors of "Please Kill Me: An Uncensored Oral History Of Punk," come to West Ashley's Tin Roof Monday night. Here's my colorful chat with Legs...

The Manti T'eo story is weird, and yet it's currently drowning in the murky waters of Lance's arrogant mea culpa. Tim reminded us that those "dangerous" musician types may not be so bad after all

...a lot of things. The list of scandal makers in sports (and finance and Congress and so on) is growing. Sure, nobody's perfect, but I have to ask: Could rock and roll be the last noble profession?

You need a lift on a Friday afternoon? Read this. Meet Leon, Harry, and the long arm of the law, as relayed by Cullen, likely from his lively stoop on Spring Street

Just your run-of-the-mill, hilarious, heartwarming, and frightening courtroom drama on Broad Street. It started on Spring (as my stories do) with a pair of well-intentioned wiseguys and $8 of shrimp

Sex, drugs, and... well, suicide sells. Why artist types can't imagine themselves out of misery, and why the music industry can't get enough of it. (Caution: I don't have answers, just big questions)

She hit the elf on the head... ahem, the NAIL on the head. With the dizzying amount of holiday prep required of most households, is it okay to leave Santa's high-maintenance helpers out in the cold?

Looking for an easy gift for friends and neighbors? This Double Decker Oreo Fudge is easy and delicious (just don't blame me when you polish off all the fudge before it reaches anyone...)

You're going to want these kitchens—here are a few designers (Katie Ridder, Tom Scheerer, Anna Spiro...) who've taken tile beyond the backsplash and redefined the best room in the house

So, I know that he's supposed to bring my clan holiday happiness and cheer—but this elf guy gives me the creeps. And I'm busy enough already, thanks. What about you? Do you elf it?

With just $12 and a bit of PINsperation, you can have yourself a new man! A new front door snowman, that is. Isn't he festive?!

The carols, the parties, the wreaths, the cards, the lights. It's all merry merry. Unless, of course, you're not feeling... merry. Here're 5 ways to handle holiday blues (#5: Stop being an asshole)

It was Christmas Eve babe / In the drunk tank / An old man said to me: won’t see another one... A slightly unconventional list of tracks that doesn't include Ives or Sinatra (Run D.M.C. anyone?)

Here's how to find and sign up for the money-saving sales, plus tips on which goods to scout for while you're there. I'm sharing all of my secrets!

Red. Bright, bold, check-me-out red. Here are need-to-know steps to achieving the timeless, alluring look, so that you can wear the color without the color wearing you

Last time we talked about the fare, so let's move on to the spirits. Here are ideas for what sips to serve this weekend (including a recipe for my Seaside Bloody Mary), plus tips on how to pack them

Quite honestly, neckties serve no practical purpose—well, except the powerful statement they can make when incorporated properly. Here are some strong picks for the season

Though I'm fairly certain this piece will get me fired from Grit (and my wife has advised strongly against it), here it is... Six real-clear thoughts on breast-feeding in today's culture

Say it sista! Holly’s straight-talking fact vs. fiction breakdown of the writing profession is one we—and all Charleston creatives—can applaud

A Carrie Bradshaw utopia? A beret-wearing "artiste" scribbling mindlessly? Author Holly Herrick sets the record straight on what the life of a writer is really all about