Month: June 2022

Enough with the enough is never enough folks

Enough with the enough is never enough folks

A lot has been made lately about golf sellouts such as Phil Mickelson, Bryson DeChambeau, Kevin Na, Patrick Reed and my 14th cousin four times removed on my paternal granddad’s side Dustin Johnson (who I always avoided at family reunions anyway because we kept arguing over whether shorts on the golf course are OK — they are, by the way) leaving the PGA Tour for the LIV Tour, where some have received bonuses over $100 million just for joining. Now, before I go on, let me assure you this is not an article about golf. I’ve applied for writing jobs […]

Though I clearly am a fashion icon myself, I don’t really understand handbags

Though I clearly am a fashion icon myself, I don’t really understand handbags

I’ve written more than once about how co-workers, friends, family, grocery store cashiers, homeless people and serial killers have made fun of my fashion sense — particularly their incorrect perception that I have none. I’m merely a nonconformist — and a frugal nonconformist at that. While I may not follow all the latest celebrities who are considered stylish, I do have plenty of famous fashion icons that I look up to and am inspired by — like Jimmy Buffett, Jeff Spicoli, Tripper Harrison, Cousin Eddie, The Dude and Crazy Jimmy down at the Possum Holler Pool Hall asking folks, “Lemme […]

If you’re never wrong, that ain’t right

If you’re never wrong, that ain’t right

I grew up loving the sport of boxing. I remember when Leon Spinks upset Muhammad Ali. I recall the brilliance of Sugar Ray Leonard and the rise of Mike Tyson, who was once the most feared man in boxing, not just the most feared man on JetBlue flights … although that jerk he beat up had it coming. My favorite boxer of all time was brawler Marvelous Marvin Hagler, who knocked out Thomas Hearns in “The War” of 1985 — considered by many to be the greatest three rounds in boxing history. I loved boxing because it’s raw. It’s simple. […]

Here comes the sun, do do do doo … so look out!

Here comes the sun, do do do doo … so look out!

(Photo: This is how I spent Memorial Day — braving the sunshine at the all-inclusive Margaritahill Beach Resort in my backyard.) There was a time in my life — I think it was June 10, 1982 … about 2:16 p.m. — when I really loved the sunshine. Today, quite frankly, I’m getting a little tired of that out-of-control radioactive fireball. You would think I’d be a bigger fan of the sun, seeing as how I’m a beach-loving Parrothead who hates cold weather. But as I get older, the sun gets hotter. If I still had a next-door neighbor with a […]