Let me tell you about the night that I lost Reedus. Coincidentally, it was the same night that I found Reedus. We were at a Wizard World event. And I just wanna go on record and say that I’ve never not known where that fucker was. It was about 12:30am peeking in on a Sunday and I was on the 18th floor of this hotel in Nashville, Tennessee when I get a panicked call from Reedenstein telling me he
Flanery, get the hell over here!! So, over I went. My Grandaddy was just leaving the scoring table at one of my swim meets when I was about eight years old. He put his arm around me and walked me all the way to a bench on the other side of the pool. The meet was still going on, but I was done with my last event. I was wringing wet and fresh out of the pool after having placed fourth in the 25 freestyle in the boys
“Flanery… get out here!” So out I went… straight to the porch. I always did. My Grandaddy had answers, and I always wanted more of those. Everyone else always wondered why he called me by my last name, but I never did. It was just something that sounded better out loud. We were a tribe, and those three syllables sounded our call. “Ya mamau cookin’ her Sunday fried chic
There’s no shortage of ways to increase health & overall happiness… only a shortage of resolve to make it happen. -Sean Patrick Flanery Listen, I know the flavor of the day is to proclaim the “5 most deadly secrets that…”,or “the 6 most revered traits of…” blah blah blah. I know that that headline gets people’s attention. Well, the truth is I actually don’t
686. I’ll never forget that number as long as I live. The jobs market is rough, and this weak economy has made it ever rougher. In the last year I’ve had a number of blog requests to write something like a “how to get a job blog for the less fortunate”. Well, I’m certainly no expert, but I will humbly give my opinion on a little something that has always worked well for me when I need