That wonderful time is here. The time when we anglers don our hats and sunglasses, stockpile bait and fishing tackle, break out the rods and reels, and get the boat all ready for…ice fishing?
Wait. Did I miss something here?
Alexandria Echo Press, 05/10/2013
In one short week, we’re going to start seeing those gimmicky shamrocks, leprechaun hats and “Kiss me, I’m Irish” T-shirts. All the bands, dancers and vocalists are gearing up for their Celtic concerts. Local bars are ready to advertise their beer specials. Happy St. Paddy’s Day!
Alexandria Echo Press, 03/08/2013
How do you resist that face? As you squat outside the pen, scratching the furry back cemented against the chain-linked gate, you know you’ve got to go. But as you stand, he stands with you, mushes his nose against the gate as his backside sways with the momentum of his tail. The dog rumbles a whine at you and stares with watery brown eyes, begging for just one more rub.
Alexandria Echo Press, 01/11/2013
There’s that moment when you’re swallowed by the crowd of purple, clinging onto the back of your dad’s jersey, wondering how you’ll ever make it through. You duck your head, distracted by the warm smells of rolling hotdogs and buttered popcorn. The walls move in. Now the opposing fans join the sea of people.
Alexandria Echo Press, 11/16/2012
I was riddled with “senioritis,” approaching finals, dealing with roommate situations, and just plain ready to be done with college. I’d had enough to last a lifetime. But, with less than a month left, I hadn’t even begun to think about where I would apply for a job, where a writing major was needed.
Alexandria Echo Press, 09/14/2012