In Kentucky, Lexington, Louisville, my life, photography, travel on September 5, 2011 at 11:00 pm
I may or may not have taken a photo while driving 75 mph down Interstate 64 tonight.
But the sky was too beautiful not to document it in some way.
The storms had recently subsided to reveal one of the more colorful skies I’ve seen in a while.
It made the hour-long drive between Lexington and Louisville one to behold.
In Afghanistan, family, Kentucky, my life, photography, war on September 3, 2011 at 9:00 am
My brother, Dustin, was 12 years old on Sept. 11, 2001.
He was in seventh grade, with shelves of Hot Wheels cars, an amateur drum set and University of Kentucky curtains in his room.
Now he’s a corporal in the Marine Corps, just home from fighting in a war that started before he could get into PG-13 movies.
While I have mixed feelings about the war, they do not waver when it comes to my brother.
On Thursday, Dustin came home a day early after spending eight months in Afghanistan — his second tour — to surprise my parents.
They were expecting to pick him up at the airport Friday and had come to a local bar to sign a Welcome Home banner and to plan a surprise party for him on Saturday.
Or so they thought. Read the rest of this entry »
In commentary, entertainment, Kentucky, Louisville, my life, photography, sarcasm on September 2, 2011 at 10:30 pm
Like some of the other notable traditions that have taken root in Louisville, the annual Zombie Attack Walk started when a small group of people decided to be kooky and others wanted to join in.
In this case, some individuals thought it would be a hoot if they and their friends dressed up as zombies for their shared birthday.
Six years later, the event has grown to include hundreds of undead in a parade of the damned down Bardstown Road.
Elbow to elbow with the mortals on Monday, I watched the stooping and limping masses moan and groan as they made their way to Bearno’s Pizza for the zombie bash.
A nimbler member of the walking dead randomly ran up and shouted at members of the living, trying to raise a scream. Read the rest of this entry »
In commentary, entertainment, Kentucky, Louisville, music, my life, photography, travel on August 23, 2011 at 9:00 am
I have a new drink, and it’s all Kentucky.
I tried a sip of “Kentucky champagne” on Friday at Harvest restaurant on Market Street near downtown Louisville. It’s made with Old Forester, Licor 43, Ale-8-One and lemon peel.
The Ale-8-One sweetens the bourbon, taking away any bite.
Considering Harvest is about bringing the local into the kitchen — or the bar, in this instance — this drink fits right in. Nothing gets more Kentucky than Ale 8 and bourbon.
And I’m encouraged by the fact that all of the food served is sustainably raised and in-season. It makes for an interesting, ever-changing menu. Read the rest of this entry »
In Cincinnati, Kentucky, Lexington, my life, photography, shopping, travel on August 3, 2011 at 9:00 am
I didn’t set out to make last weekend an interstate tour of markets, but bags full of produce, cheese and meat and a slightly lighter wallet later, I suppose that’s what it became.
First up was the Lexington Farmers Market, which I’ve fallen in love with since living here. The vendors pack in the pavilion space, and the variety of goods is enviable.
Sadistic Mistress hot sauces? Check.
Smoothies you blend via stationary bike? Check.
Plus the people are kind of kooky, a definite plus. Read the rest of this entry »
In Afghanistan, commentary, family, journalism, Kentucky, narrative, photography, storytelling, war on August 1, 2011 at 5:44 pm
I just finished part two of The Virginian-Pilot’s five-day series on the NATO hospital at Kandahar Airfield in Afghanistan.
Wow. Just … wow.
I rarely cry when I read news stories or even fiction, and this has me tearing up. Writer Corinne Reilly brings the reader into the hospital — which gets some of the worst casualties in Afghanistan — into some of the most heart-wrenching moments a human can endure.
And then the photos, by Ross Taylor, really bring it all to life.
Both aspects are beyond superb and show the power and importance that journalism when done well can have.
Here’s how Reilly begins part one: Read the rest of this entry »
In Kentucky, Lexington, my life, photography on July 28, 2011 at 9:37 pm
It’s not everyday that watering my plants almost gives me a heart attack.
But discovering a squatter on my porch will do that.
Well, actually, it was a bird who has made a nest in one of my hanging plants, but still, having a bird fly into your face gives one quite a shock.
Upon further searching, I found the cause for the alarm. She has eggs. I’ll have to water with care from now on.
And then I found a lonely surprise in my other plant. Read the rest of this entry »
In history, Kentucky, Lexington, my life, photography on July 26, 2011 at 6:23 pm
On my way to Common Grounds Coffee House in Lexington, I passed this sign, which is on the house across the street from the coffee shop.
My first thought was, “Good to know?”
But after some cursory Googling, I learned this plaque’s boasted nonuniqueness isn’t really anything special.
The novelty plaque is sold and can be found across the country and even beyond. Here are pics of some in New Orleans, the Philippines and Oberlin, Ohio.
According to Frosty on Yahoo! Answers, the plaque dates back to the ye olde time of 1980.
Oh well. It was neat enough to catch my eye. Read the rest of this entry »