Random ramblings from a Southern father; a graduate of Ole Miss and LSU; a resident of Texas; one who looks at the world in a bygone way. Football and Jack Daniels, little girls in crisp crinoline underskirts, sitting in a rocking chair with your little girl asleep on your lap. The ways are not forgotten, just misunderstood by others. That Southern Daddy smell - that sickly sweet blended aroma of sour mash and bay rum.
26 June, 2011
A new day
Hello folks - A long time since I have been around. About 3 1/2 years. Now back home, and catching back up. Snarkiness is setting in, and having to come around to the fact that I may get to watch games in realtime! And not have to wait for the ESPN gametime clock to catch up to a time zone 8 hours away, where broadband can go out at a moment's notice.
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