Bogie. Ingrid. Casablanca. Need I say more? It was the evening’s offering on TMC and I was looking forward to it. The waitress had just set down my coffee and I was getting ready to frill it up “to taste”, as they say, when I saw him. He was working his way down the aisle and getting… Continue reading Gawd, He Stinks!
The passage of time bears witness to not only the addition of new words to the vernacular (e.g., "texting"), the change in meaning of some words (e.g., "sick", "dope"), and the level of acceptance of others. The "N" word falls into the latter category. It's heard today more in certain circles than in other demographic… Continue reading The “N” Word
Last Friday at 0130 found me sitting in my local Denny’s, drinking coffee and reading Mickey Spillane on my phone. I was the only goon in the joint. I remember looking out the window at one point and thinking that the scene was reminiscent of the end of the late night promo on the Turner… Continue reading Not Just Rainy Days and Sundays
I've always held to the tenet that you practice shooting at targets that are smaller and at a greater distance than what you'd reasonably expect in the situation for which you're practicing. That was the basis for the time that my friends Hector, Jeff and I recently spent in the Arizona desert. Every shot in… Continue reading Busting Caps
I was watching TV the other night and caught a shot of Neil McCoy. "Neil McCoy", I thought, "Neil McCoy"... A quick Google search reminded me. "That's right, 'No Doubt About It'!" "No Doubt About It" is a catchy country tune I used to hear while driving to and from work in Dallas in the… Continue reading “Like Coffee Needs a Cup”
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