"There are wines that make me want to go home and go to sleep, and... wines that make me want to go home and have sex with my wife." —Harry Root. (I'll tell you which he poured at his recent tasting)
Is this "the fattest thing" you've ever heard? It just might be—but hey, even an arrogant marathon trainee like me deserves a little reward. Just ask my Papa John's delivery guy...
What are you doing this weekend? Why not head to Legare Farms for a sensational local music line-up to benefit a longtime supporter of local bands who's battling cancer—and we want to help her win
The other night, a preconception of mine was challenged: I always tip bartenders when I play a gig, but one band member I overheard strongly disagrees with that. What do you think?
... Head to the Gibbes Thursday night to meet Palmetto Medical Initiative, which has taken 1,000+ locals on just such a trip. Info on their 4th Annual Fall Gala (ft. Cru Catering & an open bar) here
I remember when Halloween used to be a magical time for Facebook browsing (read girls in naughty Halloween costumes). But as I'm getting a little older, baby pictures are crowding out the eye candy
Get ready to switch your clocks. Me, I'll comply with DST change-ups if I must, but mostly I file the rigidity of the calendar seasons in the BS pile. I have my own guide to the seasons...
On a recent trip to New Orleans, I found myself navigating a veritable Wild West of pissed-off travelers. But here's why you should ALWAYS be the nice guy in a cranky customer service line
Favorite live music venue: The Pour House. Least favorite thing at Pour House: Hawaiian shirt guy petting dog with his bare feet. I'll tell you about him, Encino Man, and The Dirty Dozen Brass Band
Enjoy the near-fall weather that's (surely) on its way while helping spread awareness of oral, head, and neck cancer. Get the scoop on Sept. 14's Cancer's A Beach! 5K (and Taco Boy after-party) here
"It's been 15 minutes and you haven't even gotten our drink order!" The rant heard 'round the restaurant, and why the job of a server can look a lot like Steve Irwin... wrangling snakes
The real world is like having an 8 o'clock class every single day. Why you shouldn't rush college and what you can expect on the other side (hint: it's unpaid, and you need at least two of them)
Last Friday, Charleston Sports and Social Clubbers and our tens of fans flocked to The Joe for a party like no other (and spring kickball finals). Put this one on your planner for next season...
"When the f&%$ did feminism and one-night stands become the same thing?" That and more reader reactions to last week's blog post on today's so-called hook-up culture...
No strings attached, BFF 4ever? Hear from journalists, college students, and singles on what dating has become, our hook-up culture, and who's steering the ship (him or her). Plus, a question for you
Sitting in traffic for half the day, sleeping in your car: locals weigh in on their big July 4th fails, plus 2 must-have beach toys and... Yep. We've got red, white, & blue Jell-O shots
... Or am I lying to myself? IS there life in rock and roll after becoming a father? Here's what my fellow dad-friends and I have figured out so far...
Anchovies, Texas Pete, oscillating fans—over the past quarter-century my husband's succeeded in making me accept many things he likes. His latest mission? Scary vampire movies. Here's what happened...
