A couple of weeks ago I posted a video I made at “Out in the Grove: A...
Randy Weeks
Stuff I’ve heard, read, thought, and/or received from the furthest most reaches of the cosmos Penguin Conquest....
This is a bifurcated column, and there’s nothing wrong with that. This year’s crop of cicadas is...
They say you can’t teach an old dog new tricks. But I wasn’t born with a silver...
There’s a lot to be said about the good things that have happened as a result of...
I was sitting on The Balcony above City Grocery, drinking a Greyhound, smoking a pipe, and minding...
As promised in my last column (“Notes in My Phone: Part One”), I now present “Notes in...
I currently have 371 notes in my cellphone. While there are a few old grocery lists and...
It’s been a year—a full year since the Coronavirus burst on the scene and took the entire...
During Snowzilla my Spirit Guide, Kaw-Liga the Wooden Indian, decided to pitch his teepee in my apartment...
The Sundown Cowboy, self-proclaimed Poet Lariat of The Balcony, was deeply impressed by the work of National...
The Tao Te Ching, the Chinese spiritual classic by Lao Tzu, gives guidance on many things, including...
In the wee hours of last Thursday morning I woke thinking that I wanted to update my...
I shall refrain from recounting all the things that have made 2020 a year to forget. I’ll...
I fell asleep again on The Balcony at City Grocery last Saturday. You’d think by now I’d...
When this issue of The Local Voice hits the streets, we’ll be two days away from Halloween,...
We don’t need Halloween as a fear factor this year. There’s plenty of scary stuff out there...
The SEC opening last weekend was glorious for some and disastrous for others. But isn’t that how...
It’s been too long since I’ve written about my family on The Balcony. They told me so...
Once upon a time there was a country called Footlandia that was inhabited by four-toed and five-toed...