The Glory of the Past and the Unremitting Legacy

On November 4, 2017November 4, 2017 By wastedpilgrimIn SportsLeave a comment

Clinton, South Carolina, Saturday, November 4, 2017, 2:38 p.m. Since noon, I’ve been keeping tabs on Auburn-Texas A&M, Kansas State-Texas Tech, Syracuse-Florida State, Western Kentucky-Vanderbilt, Florida-Missouri, Massachusetts-Mississippi State, and several others that don’t occur to me now. That’s just on television. Via Twitter, I’ve been keeping tabs on Presbyterian-Monmouth, Chattanooga-Wofford, and Western Carolina-The Citadel. The …

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Something About Nothing, or, Some Things About No Things

On February 14, 2017 By wastedpilgrimIn LifeLeave a comment

Clinton, South Carolina, Tuesday, February 14, 2017, 11:45 a.m. It’s closing in on noon, and my chief accomplishment is half-watching Polly Bergen play the first woman president in a movie made in 1964. Also, I prepared and consumed breakfast, and delved deeply into the latest doings of Twitter and Facebook. As is the case 99 …

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Not About the Inauguration

On January 20, 2017 By wastedpilgrimIn LifeLeave a comment

Clinton, South Carolina, Friday, January 20, 2017, 11:47 a.m. The new president is about to take office. In a moment, I’m going to listen to what he has to say. I’m not going to write about politics. It has left me weary. I hope for the best. Instead, I’m going to write about something frivolous. …

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Tuesday Morning Consciousness Stream

On February 9, 2016 By wastedpilgrimIn LifeLeave a comment

I've had much to think of, and yet I've learned gradually that I'm living in a world that seldom thinks. It tweets. It texts. It posts. It links. It sinks. But it seldom thinks. It's turnt af. Nowumsayin? Saturday was unexpected. I was pecking away at something at least as nonsensical as this when …

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The Case of the Sweaty Solon

On October 26, 2015 By wastedpilgrimIn Humor1 Comment

I try to learn something, even while I am watching TV, where it is difficult. Last week I was working, just as I am now, while the House Committee on Damning the Democrats was in session, and I found something in its chairman, Trey Gowdy, with which I could relate. Every time I play my …

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My Guy Dave

On May 21, 2015May 21, 2015 By wastedpilgrimIn LifeLeave a comment

I’m sentimental at times. In 1983, when my baseball hero, Carl Yastrzemski, said farewell to Boston and trotted around the perimeter of the Fenway Park field shaking hands, I cried when I watched the video. I never felt more stupid. It was a highlights video of Yaz’s career, and I didn’t expect to cry. Watching …

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The Bright Lights Burn

On March 4, 2015March 4, 2015 By wastedpilgrimIn FictionLeave a comment

SEVEN YEARS IF IT’S A DAY The walk down to the mailbox wasn’t far, but it was hilly. The right knee, operated on so long ago, was wearing out again, and there wasn’t a damn thing Riley Mansfield could do about it. He now understood what was meant by the term “trick knee.” One morning, …

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Ready … Set … Okay, Start Over

On June 3, 2014 By wastedpilgrimIn HumorLeave a comment

I just made a difficult decision. I passed up an opportunity to watch Captain Phillips. It won’t air again until Friday. You see, I don’t play the record/save/watch later game. I don’t watch Netflix, either. I know that seems silly, but I think there’s a place for retro, not to mention protecting me from myself. …

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Diamond R & R

On May 6, 2014May 6, 2014 By wastedpilgrimIn SportsLeave a comment

Baseball is relaxing. It’s not relaxing when the Red Sox are playing the Yankees. It’s not relaxing in extra innings or when there’s a no-hitter in the late ones. Most of the time, watching it is relaxing, though. This cannot be said of football or basketball or hockey. On Monday, the Red Sox were …

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The Freedom of Being a Dumbass

On December 19, 2013 By wastedpilgrimIn LifeLeave a comment

Political correctness. You’d think it was something new. Talented writers were blacklisted by Hollywood during the 1950s because they had dabbled in radicalism, mostly when they were much younger. The agency that runs the prisons is called the Department of “Corrections.” It may be the “pisser” or the “shitter,” but, officially, it’s the “restroom.” Cousin …

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Nightrider's Lament

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