Clinton, South Carolina, Saturday, November 23, 2019, 10:01 a.m.. A frustration of mine is wishing people would say what I would. Whether it’s a presidential debate, or a stock car race, or a sitcom, I can’t understand why people with a voice don’t use it the way I would. For instance, I don’t find President …
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‘Life Gets Complicated When You Get Past Eighteen …’
Clinton, South Carolina, Sunday, November 17, 2019, 8:23 a.m. I think so much better in the morning. I wish I had the time to write one of these every day. This morning I awakened to thoughts about the limits of sportsmanship. A few days ago, I was talking to someone about that commercial that used …
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My Breakfast Is My Life
Clinton, South Carolina, Monday, November 11, 2019, 9:51 a.m. Most mornings, I get up, put some coffee on, plug in the cell to recharge, take some medication, and retire to the facilities. Then I return, sit down and arm the laptop (okay, sign on), let the coffee cool a bit, and check the morning email …
Why the Paladin Roams
Clinton, South Carolina, Sunday, November 10, 2019, 9:17 a.m. The best part of writing is the random observations along the way. I get more from bumping into someone on a sideline – not literally; the last time that happened, a guy on the chain crew backpedaled faster than I and stepped on my foot, and …
A Weary Saturday with Ballgames on
Clinton, South Carolina, Saturday, November 2, 3:50 p.m. I don’t get out much. The last time I spent a night in a motel room was in March. My road trips are to places like Piedmont (twice!), Simpsonville, and Greer, where the Piedmont Municipal Power Agency resides. A commute to Greenville after four hours’ sleep is …
Monday Morning Coming Down
Clinton, South Carolina, Monday, October 21, 2019, 12:57 p.m. Let’s just say I’ve been in a pensive mood since I got home from Greenville Saturday. It was windy and rainy enough at Furman for me to feel cold all night, and the football game was even colder. By this morning, I was down to one …
The Wreck of an Edmund Fitzgerald
Clinton, South Carolina, Sunday, October 20, 2019, 8:32 a.m. The Citadel looked exactly the way The Citadel ought to look. They wore plain, white uniforms without any noteworthy stripes. The numbers were light blue without trim or shadowing. The helmets had block C’s on the sides. The Bulldogs wore uniforms like this when Bobby Ross …
Making Light of Myself, Etc.
Clinton, South Carolina, Monday, October 7, 1019, 9:38 a.m. This blog is an intangible. I derive no tangible income from it. I hope it has some promotional value, but mainly I write it to get things off my chest. It’s therapeutic in its way. Sometimes it’s a warm-up, like playing scales, I guess, if I …
The Heat Is On … in Every Way
Clinton, South Carolina, Friday, October 4, 2017, 12:06 p.m. The forecast says the heat wave is ending tonight. It might rain late next week. Actually, it might rain a little tonight, hopefully not when I’m walking the sideline of a high school football game. Three weeks ago, it didn’t rain in Simpsonville, but nearby lightning …
Winning Isn’t Everything, but It Beats Whatever Ranks Second
Clinton, South Carolina, Sunday, September 22, 2019, 1:06 p.m. The first NFL game just came on. Falcons at the Colts. Oh, bother. The game’s going to be background noise. I’ll likely watch the IndyCar race. Laguna Seca is as cool as its name. I’m going to watch the next Country Music installment tonight. It’s about …
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Nightrider's Lament 