Jon Dawson: Missing Kinston man found at Neuseway Nature Center

“I didn’t have all day, so as soon as I had a clear shot I took him down.”

Jon Dawson: Carbonated cats at Christmas

“You mean the warm kind?”

“Every time I see a beautiful sunset or a demolition derby, I’m reminded of them.”

“I haven’t watched an NFL game since Tom Landry wore a Kangol.”

“At some point, I figured people would wake up and stop buying my terrible, terrible music, and I was just preparing for that day.”

If my pending patent for no-stick lip balm comes through, I may have enough dough to spring for a few pizzas.

“I’m tired of my friends ending up in the emergency room with their lips stapled together.”

One second everybody in the band was asleep in their bunks, the next they were shoulder-rolling down Vernon Avenue.

“That’s something I can’t talk about,” he said, a phrase that unsurprisingly would come up many times during our conversation.

“By midnight she’ll be crawling around the lobby looking for enough change to get a cab back to her room at the YMCA.”