I don't normally write because, well, I own this joint and it ain't my job to write.  But I have a friend named Jeff who just underwent a pretty miraculous surgery the other day and I feel compelled to share it with you. 

I am from Tennessee. Despite what the media would like you think I do not live in a rusted out trailer in the backwoods surrounded by "Do Not Trespass" signs and dogs of various parentage. I have electricity in my home; high-speed internet and good cable even. I do not cook things up in various pots in the backyard nor do I have a moonshine business running illegally anywhere on my property. 

Have you ever seen or heard about somebody doing something a little strange and the first thing that popped into your mind was, how did that guy come up with the idea and the guts to try that? That's certainly the first question that came to mind the first time I watched a kid shove a nickel up his nose and snort it with a force that seemed to drive his eyeballs into his forehead until he produced this same nickel out of his mouth!

I read an article the other day about how, after age thirty, your brains starts shrinking and your memory begins to fade.  Things we remembered without a problem for years are suddenly harder to recall.  The name of that band that played that song is still there, it just takes longer to access.