by Brian Panowich | Scattered and Covered
Of all the comic book shops in Pensacola, the dingy, sprawling Future Visions was the one that best suited me. It was sandwiched between a row of dumpsters and a tattoo parlor on the east side of the panhandle and a rock’s throw from a great vintage record store. The...
by Karen Gillespie | Southern Sensibility
Facebook sent me a message the other day saying I’d been on it for ten years. At the beginning of my relationship with Mark Zuckerberg’s addicting brainchild, my posts were fairly straightforward. Sometimes I’d share charming and poignant details about my daily life....
by Karen Gillespie | Southern Sensibility
My phone rarely rings. When I was a teenager that would have been a fate worse than running out of Clearasil. A ringing phone was the sound of popularity. There was nothing better than hearing that joyful jangle, followed by your little brother hollering, “It’s for...
by Karen Gillespie | Southern Sensibility
It’s gift giving season again, a time fraught with angst for those of us who find ourselves wandering in the Circle K at midnight on Christmas Eve, wondering if we can just get everyone Jumbo Slim Jims and be done with it. The trouble is, a gift isn’t simply a gift....
by Karen Gillespie | Southern Sensibility
If you’re like most people, when someone asks you, “How do you take your coffee?” your answer might be, “Very seriously!” Recently I saw a post on Facebook that said, “Coffee is starter fluid for the morning impaired.” Perhaps you know the type. They’re the subhumans...
by Karen Gillespie | Southern Sensibility
People either love boats or hate ‘em, and I fall solidly in the latter category. Years ago when I was still dog-paddling in the dating pool, one question I always asked potential suitors was, “Do you have a boat?” If the answer was yes, it wasn’t just a deal breaker,...