This is a long, anticlimatic story. Some people call those kinds of stories “shaggy dog stories.” I don’t know why but in this case it fits, though I would describe Audi as more woolly than shaggy. If I were writing …

There is nothing romantic about Highway 79  on which Johnny Horton died  and they keep a shrine for Jim Reeves.  I rode that road in the wayback, my fingers pressed to safety glass that was keeping out the Texas. Jack …

Once you reach a certain age, they say it’s easier for you. But on every empty page lies an Antarctica for pushing through. We say a lot of stupid things. We say that wisdom compensates for wear and tear and …

In the weak light of November coffee-breathed we wait and wend hope and helplessness comingling citizens together the line moves slow but steady and nobody begrudges widows greeting poll workers or the stolid patience of the man charged with explaining …

Phillip Martin Before Bobby Shane Grew a Mustache and Became Evil Until he hurt himself, my father was an infielder. Not anyone whose name you would recognize, unless you really know your baseball. An infielder for Cleveland, back in the …

Bless this doggo who stole a GoPro pic.twitter.com/tZwVdniJoQ — Jon Christian 🕵 (@Jon_Christian) July 29, 2018

Vlog on 7-21-18 at 6.30 AM from Philip Martin on Vimeo.