A retired educator, historian, writer, blogger, teller of tales including the occasional lie, saltwater angler, traveler, political junkie, technology geek, optimist, pessimist, wanna' be chef, and lover of independent thinkers. 2011 recipient of the Professor Irwin Corey Foremost Authority Award and resident curmudgeon of Worley Mill Rd.
Back in the spring I ventured over to the Atlantic coast near Virginia Beach for some salt water fishing. I love to drive and don’t seem to have any trouble finding things to do as I wind my way along the Interstates and secondary roads. I stop frequently to stretch the legs and on occasion back track to take a look at some point of interest or historical monument.
In the world of the blues there are legends and then there are LEGENDS. David “Honey Boy” Edwards was a LEGEND. At the age 96 he was still making the rounds, singing his songs and telling his stories about women, drinking white whiskey, gambling, rambling, and never knowing he was writing himself into the pages of blues history.
Several weeks ago I ran into Brad Calhoun and got to talking food (I do that a lot). Brad began telling me about his plans to open a new restaurant in Greenfield on Jefferson Street, directly across from the post office.
I stopped by today to see what progress he’d made and while he is probably several weeks away from firing up the grill, char-broiler, and fry-daddy the place is taking shape.
There are more things than not in which I disagree with presidential candidate, Ron Paul. Just this morning I read a headline about him having said we would be better off without the Federal Emergency Management Agency (FEMA). I thought to myself, wonder what song Paul would sing if his district got slammed by some major natural disaster? Certainly he would cave and be the first to the FEMA Calvary to the rescue.
The final day of the 2011 Heritage Bluesfest was threatened by rain but by the time the major acts were due to appear the rain clouds had passed, the cooling breeze picked up and the thermometer dropped a few notches.
The day’s performers of note included a group called Southern Hospitality, Kenny Neal, and the star of stars in the world of blues, Buddy Guy.
GOP presidential candidate, Jon Huntsman, is considered by many to be a RINO (Republican in name only). He’s being attacked by the most vocal in his party as being too informed, too reasonable, and too trusting in science. To me he sounds like an educated person. Where did we reach the place where being all of this became a political liability?
Every year about this time we hear in rural America are overwhelmed with fresh tomatoes, zucchini, and summer squash. About everyone who planted these veggies in the spring now have far more than they can use and are begging others to take them off their hands.
Sally Turner Kennedy has a suggested and tried recipe on her blog, North Coast Muse, that makes use of some of these abundant and often FREE delights.
Frequently when discussing the distribution of wealth in America a conservative will employ the phrase, “class warfare.” They argue that liberals and the liberal media are trying to drive a wedge between the haves and have-nots that will somehow lead to a forced redistribution of wealth at the hands of government.
Several years ago, before Don Imus got his tit caught in a public relations wringer and was canned from MSNBC, I was a devout fan of his morning program. It was just edgy enough to sate my irreverent sense of humor and bring forth a few laugh out loud moments most mornings.