Monthly Archives: August 2010

Okay, this one is going to be short and a bit of a rant…. As most of you know, Lou, my Mother, is now in Assisted Living. What goes around has come around… She is famous for having my Father’s … Continue reading →

There are three predominant themes to life in the South:  Sex, Religion and Drinking.  I’ve touched on each of these subjects and will do so more on the future. For now, let’s concentrate on drinking. That seems to be the … Continue reading →

I am now a gym rat.  I know several people who read this blog and have known me since childhood have already fainted.  Please pick yourselves up off the floor and work with me… I will readily admit, until I … Continue reading →

I can pinpoint the exact moment when I lost my religion.  Or at least my patience with organized religion. Growing up, we were Social Baptist.  That means we went to Church, like most people did back then, as kind of … Continue reading →

I am a Southern Gentleman.  I can’t help it.  It’s who I am genetically, who I was raised to be and, simply, who I am. That means, I put women on a pedestal.  I was raised to view them as … Continue reading →

I tell a lot of secrets on this blog.  Now, the time has come to let everyone know my own  deepest darkest secret. I figure I better “out” myself before someone else does. Here goes:  I used to be a … Continue reading →

Now that I’ve made the John Hughes “Breakfast Club” analogy, I guess I can now refer to my old High School gang as the Brat Pack.  We did work hard to earn the title. I think it is safe to … Continue reading →

As I think back, I realize my High School friends and I were the Original Breakfast Club.  You know, like the John Hughes movie in the 1980’s.    Except our bonds were by choice, not forced by Detention… We all … Continue reading →

My Father died in the early 1980’s when he was about 54 years old.  Technically, the cause of death was cancer.  I always told people that, after more than 30 years with my Mother, I strongly suspected he really just … Continue reading →

I will confess, growing up, every time my parents said “don’t”, I “did”. Smoking was one of the key examples. I know this is totally politically incorrect, but I have had a love /hate relationship with smoking ever since I … Continue reading →