Apr 242017
 

Here is a much better look at what we’re getting for our trade-in of Madison Square Mall to the universe. (If I figure out whether the video can be embedded later, I will.)

No doubt this looks very appealing, and it’s amazing how well they can bring it to life with current technology, isn’t it?

If this project really is going forward, then it’s reasonable to presume that solid market research supports the decision to build and open it. It certainly does seem like a bunch at one time for the area, though. (And Lea wondered about parking. Good question.)

Now we need a monorail circuit, using existing rights-of-way wherever possible (which really should be most of the route), connecting MidCity Huntsville, the Convention & Visitors’ Bureau, Parkway Place, Lowe Mill, Huntsville Botanical Garden, the new development at Gate 9, the U.S. Space & Rocket Center, and Bridge Street.

I have done a detailed cost analysis of this monorail and determined to my complete satisfaction that it will cost more than I have to give to fund such a project.

However, there are many people in Huntsville with more than $90, and I’d think they’d be highly approachable to help fund such a tremendous and technological legacy for the technological center in which they made their fortunes. I mean, I’ve listed eight stops. What should the naming rights for those cost? What about the legs between them? What about the trains themselves? What about the project in general? That’s closing on two dozen super-donors right there…

 Posted by at 10:31 am
Apr 122017
 

Last night (well, early this morning, because Lea told me it was 4 or so when I mumbled something about the dream to her) I dreamed that in exchange for some announcing and DJ work I had done, I had been given four tickets to an ABBA concert in Birmingham. Yes, the boys would enjoy that, and it was a schoolnight, but surely this was worth it, blah blah blah.

Except I was also standing around having this incredibly vapid argument with a bunch of people about the nature of the power outage we were having. (For some reason this part of the dream was set roughly in the Martin’s parking lot, across from Quintard Mall, at 78 and Quintard in Oxford.) Nothing electrical was working, whether it ran on mains electricity or not.

“It’s the substation. They’ll have it back on in a minute,” some idiot looking over his glasses at me sniffed. “Then why did your car quit?” I replied. “Why won’t your cell phone power up?” “What happened to her iPod?” “Only an electromagnetic pulse would take all of this out simultaneously, which may well mean the country has been attacked with nuclear weapons,” I said. Laughter all around.

I shook my head, walked away, and pulled my ABBA tickets out of my pocket. I smiled, but then I thought “well, if there’s a nuclear war, then there probably won’t be an ABBA concert.” Then I woke up.

 Posted by at 10:37 am
Apr 042017
 

When I was 12 years old, I don’t remember what I said I wanted to be when I grew up. I remember what my classmate Shannon said, though. He wanted to be a bulldozer owner/operator. He had it all worked out. He was going to get a secondhand dozer, live in a trailer, and work […]

 Posted by at 2:45 pm
Mar 082017
 

“Building success with words takes investment. We wanted to create an atmosphere where that investment will begin or will expand.” My friend and fellow writer Kathryn Lang chairs the inaugural Mountain Valley Writers Conference, an upcoming event in Guntersville. The event, for writers at all levels, will offer guidance on social media, digital marketing, independent publishing, […]

 Posted by at 8:13 pm
Nov 222016
 

Dudes and dolls, I always feel a little sheepish when I come back to you after an unexplained, longer-than-customary absence. “Now baby, listen, it’s not like that…” I hear myself saying in my head as you accuse me of burning my discursive oil elsewhere. (Or “dipping my nib”? Too provocative?) We’ve actually been pretty busy. We […]

 Posted by at 11:24 pm

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