Author Archives: Trent Scovell

The Time My Mom Dropped Her Cane Down an Elevator Shaft

Posted on August 25, 2011 by Trent Scovell

Recent text message exchange between me and my mom: Me: “Every once in a while when I get on or off an elevator, I think about that time you dropped your cane down an elevator shaft.” Mom: “That was a … Continue reading →

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Have You Ever Been Stuck on the Phone With a Heavy Breather?

Posted on August 12, 2011 by Trent Scovell

Following is an over analysis of having to listen to a heavy breather on the phone during conference calls. Annoyed. Disgusted. Distracted. These words come to mind to describe what I’m thinking when I have to sit through a 60 … Continue reading →

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Viewing the International Space Station or Why Twitter is So Cool!

Posted on August 8, 2011 by Trent Scovell

A few weeks ago I was on Twitter searching for new people to follow. Specifically, I was looking for astronomers and the like. I already follow Neil deGrasse Tyson (@neiltyson), Reasons to Believe (@RTB_official), and others, and in a flash … Continue reading →

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NASCAR Hall of Fame

Posted on July 29, 2011 by Trent Scovell

“You’ll be a NASCAR-lovin’ redneck before you know it.” This is what I heard from a few friends when I was living in Pensacola, FL. in 2006 as the news of my move to Charlotte, NC started getting around. Someone … Continue reading →

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Like the Scoville Unit for Peppers?

Posted on July 21, 2011 by Trent Scovell

Every once in a while I get to enjoy a day full of variety. Variety of new and rare experiences. Variety of location. Variety of the people with whom I encounter. Today I started my morning in Raleigh, NC., finished … Continue reading →

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Galaga!

Posted on July 16, 2011 by Trent Scovell

Quarters were valuable to me as a child. I would save them until I had several dollars worth. I had a specific use for them; one that had nothing to do with a piggy bank. The location for my deposit of quarters? The arcade … Continue reading →

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