Dragged.

Dragged.

Basketball team affiliation was all-important when I was a kid growing up in the sandhills of eastern North Carolina. The UNC - NC State rivalry was epic at the time, and although my parents had zero interest in sports, we were a Tarheel family. That identity solidified...

Yes Man.

Yes Man.

You might remember a goofy movie with Jim Carrey from ten years back called “Yes Man.” The essence of the plot is that Carrey’s character is drawn into a community of positive thinkers who are intent on saying yes and not saying no. In a huge auditorium they all chant together, “Yes, Yes, Yes” over and over. Of course this leads to all sorts of hilarious and ridiculous and sometimes inappropriate situations as only Jim Carrey can manage.…

Abundance.

Abundance.

Last week I mentioned the decision we personally had to make about whether to buy a house. When we went to visit the house that evening, we absolutely loved it…but were greatly disappointed to find that there was a racetrack just across the valley where supercharged cars would consume every summer evening with their deafening roar. Reluctantly, we walked away…

Alchemy.

Alchemy.

Last fall Kellie and I had close friends come visit us up here in the North Carolina mountains, friends we’ve known for 30 years. In the course of conversation I interjected the oft-used expression “It’s all good,” which my friend immediately and good-naturedly took me to task on.