Black Lanterns Wail: RIP Andy Griffith

It may be hard to tell, but I grew up in the South. Texas to be precise, I know, strange isn’t it, but that is beyond the point. I was raised to understand believe only a few things: Gravy goes under the Chicken Fried Steak You deep fry chicken. Pressure Cooking is for the weak and lazy. Home …

Black Lanterns Wail: RIP Ray Bradbury

When I write as well as Ray Bradbury, I’ll have something to say… I’m being ironic. Don’t interrupt a man in the midst of being ironic, it’s not polite. While our art cannot, as we wish it could, save us from wars, privation, envy, greed, old age, or death, it can revitalize us amidst it all. …