Posts Tagged ‘Uptown Charlotte’
Water a Cocktail from the Tap
A cracked and faded life preserver, seasoned more from the hot sun than from actual use, had been looking on with us as brown bubbles churned random patterns in the pool’s surface – its maritime feel at odds with its perch above the giant, brewing vat of wastewater. “Ever have to use that,” I...
December 2nd, 2009 | December 2009 | Read More
8 Weeks of Pain: Culture Shock
I have a confession to make. I’ve missed a couple sessions with Chris Frye. I know, it’s bad.
The missed workouts were for good reasons, or at least, good enough. One was because we were going to the Clemson football game in Death Valley, and the other because I had this magazine to get out the door....
December 2nd, 2009 | 8 Weeks of Pain | Read More
Conversation – Michael Gallis
Michael Gallis’ work studying urban networks has changed the way cities and transportation systems have been built nationwide. But today as he works quietly at a long red table among his books stacked around ornate pieces of his African and Chinese art collection, he looks more like a philosopher,...
December 2nd, 2009 | December 2009 | Read More
Catch the Water Buffalo
I’m teaching Ben how to drive in his spotless car. Dust-free plastic flowers hang from the rear-view mirror. Catholic Social Services in Charlotte gave Ben the 15-year-old Volvo, so he could drive the other men in his family around. Only 23, he must guide his older nephew as well as the younger.
Ben...
December 2nd, 2009 | December 2009 | Read More
Christmas Party Horror
The holidays are upon us, a time for giving a little more, eating a little more, celebrating a little more … and for some of us, making just a little more of an ass out of ourselves. As the Corporate Holiday Party season approaches, let’s take a moment to observe some of the oh-so professional...
December 1st, 2009 | December 2009 | Read More
8 Weeks of Pain: Pink Gloves
Not all the folks that come to work out at the Chris Frye gym have nicknames like “El Dingo Loco” or the “Leprechaun.” Testosterone is ever-present at the gym, but mixed in with the 140-pound Prowler sled and the ultimate fighters grunting in the multi-sided cage in the corner are pink boxing...
December 1st, 2009 | 8 Weeks of Pain | Read More
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