I was playing golf a few days ago with my friend Tim. We play every couple of weeks, or at least try to. Sometimes it’s every week, sometimes it’s once a month. Basically it boils down to what our schedules look like and if we’re available at the same time. The thing about playing on… Continue reading Dragonflies
Author: popcornjack
Who makes your rules?
I was fortunate enough to be able to see all three (so far) of the Red Sox/Yankee games this weekend. Fortunate might be a strong word, seeing as how the starting pitchers for the Red Sox seem to think that the first inning of every game is still warm-ups and not, you know, actual game… Continue reading Who makes your rules?
Homegrown Rum
Recently I had a chance to taste a great rum from the Old Sugar Distillery in Madison, WI. Great stuff and I enjoyed the heck out it. Took the time to interview the owner/distiller, and once I stopped crying about my lost youth when I realized this rum making genius was only 30 years old,… Continue reading Homegrown Rum
Childhood’s End
One constant in everyone’s life is, at some point, we will be told to mature. Whether it be 1st Corinthians (when I became a man, I gave up childish ways), the Desiderata (Take kindly the council of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth) or your significant other (Aren’t you ever going to GROW… Continue reading Childhood’s End
Why I talk sports…
As a bartender, I’ve discovered it’s very helpful to know a bit about a lot of different things. It’s nice to be able to have a conversation with your guests that doesn’t end up centering around the same questions-“Where you from?” “How long have you lived here?” “What’s the summer like?” “Is it expensive?” It… Continue reading Why I talk sports…
Every Little Thing You Do Is Magic…
I do a sudoku puzzle every morning. Pretty much justifies why I have a subscription to the local newspaper down here. That and the crime report. It’s a fine little newspaper, all 14 pages of it. I’ll never confuse it with The New York Times, but then again there’s a reason the island I live… Continue reading Every Little Thing You Do Is Magic…
Excess in Moderation
I am usually very hard on myself. My-own-worst-critic type of thing. Part of it stems from wanting to be always be better, that there is always room for improvement. I fully subscribe to the Socratic belief that an unexamined life is not worth living. What good is any of it if one is not to… Continue reading Excess in Moderation
Always Learning, Always Growing
I don’t keep a lot of stuff. Probably because I’ve moved so much over the years, an activity made monumentally easier by not own too much. One exception, though, is that I don’t think I’ve ever thrown out a notebook. At least not one that I know has some of my creative writing in it;… Continue reading Always Learning, Always Growing
Simple Gifts
It’s Friday and I’m supposed to be writing something witty about the progress of my writing career. Not happening. I won’t even touch on the whole trying to write anything on a Friday afternoon in Key West, but then my friend Jesse showed up, time was spent at the Chart Room, a few at the… Continue reading Simple Gifts
Aren’t you the person who…
I smoked for a very long time. I don’t tell people how long anymore because either they think I’m a lot older than I look, or that I started when I was like five. Neither of those is true. And also this isn’t going to be a big anti-smoking rant. I have lots of friends… Continue reading Aren’t you the person who…
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