BLSays
Get Away on The Parkway
An invitation to a mountain hideaway provides the gateway to a getaway on The Parkway …. (say that really fast while holding a lighted match !!) … Duke opts for a Golden Domer, darn it …. and another Life Lesson
The Price of A FREE Press
Our earlier report on the death gurgle of “newspapers” has an up-date ….. The Return of The Water-testing Three poses a BIG Problem for ORW …. Moochies on the ropes in Omaha …. Floods in Iowa …. NASCAR redefines “really stoopid”…
In 1814 We Took A Little Trip
I recently saw a replay of the 1958 cinema yarn The Buccaneer w/ Yul Brynner and Charlton Heston. Yul, as pirate Jean Lafitte, displays an honor long discarded by today’s “leaders”.
Your Own Poseidon Adventure
All of a sudden WHAM!… Blondie and I had breakfast last Saturday at one of our favorite spots – The Goodness Grows Restaurant at The State Farmers Market. Country cookin’ served to God Fearin’ Americans by salt-of-the-earth folks. If a giant wave turned us upside down at that moment we might survive.
To have been a fly on the wall at The Barn ….
A rollicking recounting of a recent dinner discussion of special note where ACC Basketball fact and fiction went into the blender and guess what? …. TRUTH emerged. “So Frank said to Everett ____” and “then Dean and Mike agreed ___” and “I got in Lou Bello’s face and ___” …. and K QuoteGate Goes KABOOM!
Having a Dawg with Doogie
To the regular customers of Sutton’s Drug Store it must have looked like a senior professor and his protege discussing the incoming crop of coeds; but to the trained eye it was a precedent-setting conference of epic significance.
Coach Cut, Wally & “The Gang”
When newspapers “mattered”, they referred to the Sports Dept as “the toy store”. It was where readers went to get away from grisly stuff that actually affects our lives. Now everything is yucky, but sports still matters less than the REALLY grisly stuff….
To The Class of 2008
We continue our annual tradition of A REAL WORLD Commencement Address to college graduates. This year’s is updated. Maybe our new BFF, UNC Chancellor Doogie, will risk his UNC Faculty Pension and invite us one day. …… crickets!!!!
The Local “Somebody”
Every burg, village, crossroads or “metro area” in America has it’s Local Somebody. ….. In West Plains, Missouri it’s Preacher Roe. …. In Poplar Bluff it’s #50 …. Smithfield’s is Ava Gardner of course. This civic celebrity phenomenon, the “local somebody”, is a quite cool thing to be.
She-Drivers & Pontiffs
Danica won a race and the racing loonies are demanding “racing” no longer be considered “a sport”. Everyone was overwhelmed by The Pope. The “why” is quite interesting.
Butch Davis & The Sunflower Kid
This is a column that might upset more than a few of you. It’s going to get passed around and REALLY upset folks already predisposed to not care for BobLee too much. So be it.
Elvis, Moses, Travis, Lewis & Me
The late Lewis Grizzard’s best-selling books were simply column anthologies but the TITLES were legendary. …. Lewis’ 1984 book was “Elvis Is Dead and I Don’t Feel Too Good Myself ….”
Surviving & Advancing
65 then 32 and now just 16 partisan fan factions complaining about “no respect from the media” and “the refs are against us”. Oops, make that only 15 sets of whineys. The folks around Davidson are grinning and sporting Curry For President t-shirts.