Homeless Images
Here are some pictures from this month that never quite found their story, but seemed worth sharing. We’ll call them “Sometime, someplace in Knoxville in July.” I hope you like them. Remember, all pictures on the site...
If I had a Hammer . . .
What if you had one of these bad boys? This is a guy who got to grow up and fulfill every fantasy young children ever dreamed about while moving mud in the yard with their Tonka...
When Free Speech Is Too Expensive
When should free speech be stopped? When does it cross some invisible line into public pornography? We’ll see some of that pornographic speech when the various neo-Nazi groups descend on Knoxville August 14. There has been...
Things that make you go . . . well, to Doc Knox
Last month I wondered about what turned out to be a TreeGator. It is an object designed to slowly water trees and Mr. (or Ms.) Anonymous correctly gave us the ID. I can update that report to...
Blue Plate Special: Christabel and the Jons
I can’t believe I’ve written over fifty posts and I’m only now getting around to mentioning one of the coolest and most unique attractions downtown: The Blue Plate Special. It’s not a culinary delight (OK, maybe food...
Bus Rider
“Get up in the morning, get on the busGet up in the morning like the rest of us Places to go, important people to meet Better not get up or you might lose your seat. Leave...
A Mid-Week Evening at Oodles
Plenty of people go out to eat during the middle of the week in suburbs all over the country. Strip mall restaurants and traditional mall restaurants are full of those of us who simply can’t bear...
Taylor Disappearing
This has been a summer of disappearances in downtown Knoxville. Vagabondia, which was a Market Square staple, disappeared. I was told it was all good, the business was fine, but the offer to purchase the building...
Reflections
I love the song “Reflections of My Life” by Marmalade. It is definitely a must-have for any decent itunes collection. So what does this have to do with the city? Nothing, except that I’ve noticed some...
Nostalgia Can Be a Dangerous Thing
Most of us hue to a blend of nostalgia and modernity, particularly the older we get. We probably color the past a little too beautifully. I’m certainly a victim of that tendency. Add to that my infatuation...