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- Confessions of a Househusband
Hi, my name is Chris, and I am a househusband and stay-at-home dad.
By Chris Roberson 
- The Men You Hate to Love
There’s a thin line, they say, between genius and madness. There’s also a thin line between being a talented and idiosyncratic creative artist and being a complete asshole.
By Leonard Pierce 
- Chicken Shit Bingo
You blink for a couple seconds as the door at the end of the bar opens, and the blast of concrete-and-tar-flavored Texas sun tunnels in. You squint at the man dressed in black leather vest, guitar and amp in hand, silhouetted against the fire exit. How can a man dress like that in this heat and stay cool? He can if he is Dale Watson. By R. Dutcher Stiles
- The Probabilistic Soap Opera
or The Consolations of Fantasy Baseball
In many ways, it is not unlike picking stocks. We allocate resources, we study the available commodities. Risk, reward and probability. Buy low and sell high.
by John James

- Serious Hillbilly Shit
These guys are the real deal: guitar, mandolin, fiddle and banjo. They play and sing, completely un-amplified, just standing out in the yard. I have attended this party for several years because the music is special, but for Thomas and Sean Clinton and their circle, it is an occasion to get more than usually drunk and high.
by Davis David
- Stony Expressions: Facing Facts about Monumental Faces
In the middle '60s, when I first apprehended the M&O Man, he was the ideal symbol of difference for Livingston. He wasn't the conformist culture or the freak-out culture. He was our saucy cigar sign from another realm. The realm of the stone faces.
by Milo Miles

- A Little Not-Music: Adventures in the String Trade
I didn't care much for orchestral music, having played far too much of it back in high school. But where better to meet amateur musicians than in an amateur orchestra?
by Wolfgang Von Verkleidung

- My Days of Engine Whine and Strawberries
The strawberry harvest lasts six to eight weeks, and during that time he sets up several roadside stands for selling berries. I let Mike know that I would be interested in working for him on weekends at one of the Raleigh spots.
by John James
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