There is a Hand, my friends, which guides our destinies toward other ends than we planned. And I wish He’d cut it out. Bill Veeck, Thirty Tons a Day Talking recently with my publisher and friend, I said that I found most conspiracy theories tough to embrace, because in my experience people were unable to […]
When Mrs. President offer brilliant idea, “Just say no to drug,” seem perfect. American people love simple above all else, except to say No. No, no, child; no, no. If Mr. President not on drug, how could say “No poor people in America?” Yet he say this. Yeltsin frequent drunk, yet even he see poor.
(I never played even high school baseball, let alone professionally. Could I hit a 100 mph fastball? An 87 mph slider? Even a major league change-up? It is to laugh. Most professional athletes agree that hitting major league pitching is the hardest thing to do in sports. The only right I have to criticize major
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Some guys Dmitri meet at Wrigley Field, all drunk to watch Cubs blow yet another lead, later in week take Dmitri fish for lake trout. One own boat, one rod and reel to loan, and on that rod and reel Dmitri hook something big, make rod tip plunge. Set hook. Hoist, reel in. Hoist, reel
Dmitri love commercial. Especially love they are called “message” – worthy of Pravda genius, that word. Here is best one yet. First see old man, maybe age of Dmitri, but not so handsome, few strings rat gray hair, days of dirty silver stubble, sick rodent eyes behind thick glasses. To complete picture, only missing t-shirt
Two years after John D. MacDonald moved from New York state to Sarasota, Carl Hiaasen was born in what was then a rural suburb of Fort Lauderdale, Plantation, Florida. When Hiaasen turned 6, his father bought him his first typewriter, and he’s never stopped writing since. He was producing newspaper columns through high school and
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