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We loved Jane's anecdote—where she went from former Fortune 500 telecommunications exec to '60s-era secretary in a hot minute—because she forced us to decide: What would WE do in her shoes?

Recently, an older man in a business club I belong to downtown, beckoned me—a stranger—to come take notes for him on a call, then dismissed me. Decision time: SEETHE, or SEIZE the moment?

I hung with the SNL veterans during their recent gig at my Music Farm. Here are the cool backstage stories, including why I respect frontman Angelakos now more than ever

The life and works of Edgar Allen Poe at the Dock Street? I mean really... is there more haunting a trio than Charleston, Halloween, and this dark and brooding writer? Here's a sneak peek

Michael Franti antics, no Blackbird for Clay Cook, John Mayer mixing it up with Sarah Dugas, and a food vendor gets popped—Round 2 at Blackbaud Stadium

My play-by-play rundown (including photos!) of Saturday's Southern Ground opening day, from the complainers in line to a run-in with Zac Brown to the madcap musicians onstage... Wow.

I spoke with Zac Brown Band's Clay Cook about his musical roots (which include having—already—played in five huge acts), his pal John Mayer, Home Team BBQ, and what's in store for this weekend

This weekend's Southern Ground Music and Food Festival promises tasty fare and even tastier music. Here's a rundown of what to expect from the show's stacked lineup

Lacing up my sneakers for my first game with the North Charleston Recreational League, I found myself part of a new team... a new family, in fact.

Halloween—the one night of the year I get to strip myself of sanity, flip the switch, and be somebody totally different

One fellow blogger called this her "favorite post so far on Grit." What do YOU think?

One dead leaf does not a fall make. But... after digging up chilly journal entries from a snowed-in stint a few years ago, I figure palmetto fronds rustling in the wind are as good a sign as any

Here's what happens when a patron blasts the IOP mainstay for (GASP!) allowing children into their family and tourist-friendly beach bar...

I love street people. They're friendly, candid, neighborly folk. Recently, I enjoyed top-notch football banter with (and got a top-notch haircut from) my Spring Street friends

It seems the more popular a sport gets, the more aggressive its fans become. A recent documentary has me musing: Is fan violence an inherent tendency? Or rather one fueled by a person's environ?

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

Barbara Hagerty's new book of poetry "Motherfish," and other lessons on casting the creative net and reelin it in, as learned in the class I'm currently taking: Life

If you didn't see it, you've probably heard about it. The final call in last night's Packers v. Seahawks game has turned the once straight-laced NFL into a reality show-rivaling television spectacle

... And as good as ever. The trio stopped by the North Charleston PAC on Wednesday, sharing songs from their new album, beloved 90's hits, and some top-notch entertainment

Adding childcare rooms to bars, drug insanity, whether I’m the creepy old guy at the end of the bar, YES you can buy me a beer, and a dozen other sleep-deprived musings