Waking up a day after a major news story in Austin, and some serious dental surgery, I listened intently, as the local morning news gave way to Good Morning America this morning. While hoping for some new information on yesterday's one man war on the IRS, and his effort to start a civil war over taxes, I got a surprise. It seems that in their infinite wisdom and with their finger on the pulse of what "we" want as news, ABC's lead story was a feature on Tiger Woods impending confirmation of his status as a poontang hound, and details on how he plans to hold a press conference announcing his busi.....er personal course correction in life, his return to rehab, and just how he might get back into professional sports (and our wallets).......if we let him, huh?
Born on the bayou where Texas and Louisiana meet on the Gulf Coast. A kid in the '50s, so my heroes were Mickey Mantle, Yogi Berra, and Buddy Holly and Roy Orbison. Raised in a fishing village, ...Adrift, I grew up on boats and made my money as a kid the way kids in the '50s and '60s did - cutting lawns, throwing a paper and bagging groceries until I was big enough to work on a shrimpboat. Best job I ever had was piloting a ten ton crew boat, worst was probably chopping cotton. I have stood atop Mayan pyramids deep in the Yucatan jungles, and on the trading floor of the New York Stock Exchange. I am equally at home at a musical on Broadway, or a honky tonk full of shrimpers and tug boat hands. The best ten years of my life were spent in the '70s in Austin, Texas. The last thirty have been spent in the far western 'burbs of Houston working as a petro gypsy in the engineering business. I have had my share of adventures, several of which I probably shouldn't have survived. I am at age 58, the proud father of twelve and fourteen year old sons, so... Onward through the fog!