Sugar Britches

About two years ago I bought a bicycle. I hadn’t actively ridden a bike since I was probably in junior high– but when I took my shiny, new, pearly white Bianchi Milano fresh out of the store and onto the pavement, I rode home with such grand imaginings of the brand new lifestyle I was [...]

As if I needed another online writing forum to keep up with, I was recently invited to write at Atlanta Metblogs. Since people tell me that I’m, like, funny and shit (I think they’re lying), and I do enjoy exploring and writing about my city, I figured I’d go for it. Some of the content [...]

There are many negative aspects of Atlanta that remain quintessential: Poor city planning, urban sprawl, traffic jams, and potholes. (Oh, the potholes.) But perhaps the most unique and perplexing quality of our city involves the notorious bum population. In all my worldly travels, I have yet to encounter a city where the homeless are quite [...]

I live a few blocks north of Little 5 Points, one of the more colorful neighborhoods in Atlanta. It’s been compared to Haight-Ashbury in San Francisco; full of hippies, artists, punks, bohemians, street hustlers, and everything in between. I have a small obsession with weathered building exteriors and graffiti/murals, so I’ve been meaning to start [...]

Survey: Hotlanta is a Sexually Satisfied Place
Perhaps city leaders should adopt Marvin Gaye’s libidinous anthem “Let’s Get it On” as Atlanta’s next theme song.
According to a recent survey, Hotlanta ranks as the nation’s most sexually satisfied metropolis (and second most sexually active, behind Houston).
Commissioned by Trojan condoms, the non-scientific study of 1,000 adults from the [...]

I love how even though I reside in a tiny apartment smack in the middle of Atlanta, at night I can still sit on my balcony (under a big oak tree, no less) and listen to cicadas and crickets. It’s almost like being back down home, except for the occasional police siren and the (ever [...]

I am presently mourning the loss of my blog’s distant cousin-thrice-removed, the Sugar Britches boutique in East Atlanta Village.

The building has been painted a fantastically awful shade of Pepto Bismol pink, and in its place is now “House of Bling”. Woe is me.

…Is it possible to give directions like: “Get on Ponce, turn right on Ponce, then turn right on Ponce.”

If you’re driving through midtown, Ponce de Leon Avenue NE does not in fact run northeast, but rather east and west. However, if you’re heading east, Ponce becomes West Ponce, which crosses through Decatur, then becomes East [...]

This, I think, shall be the title of my personal memoir, assuming I ever have enough material to write one.
Anyway– for those of you not familiar with Hot-lanta, 285 is an interstate that encircles the city limits in a giant loop. (It is not “the” 285. If you say that, you’ll sound like a damn [...]

Confession: I had never actually been inside a Kroger until I moved here in 2006. (Conversely, most Atlanta natives have never set foot inside a Piggly Wiggly or Food Lion, but that’s beside the point.) One unique aspect of living in Atlanta is quite a few Kroger locations have nicknames, and even stranger is [...]