As you may know, I hang out a sports bar here in West Palm Beach called Duffy’s. I like it a lot because you kinda feel like you’re a member of a private club, and like at Cheers, everybody knows your name. They’ve got 60 flat screens hanging on all the walls and over the bar area which are constantly showing sports events from all over the world. Not only that but drinks are two for one all day long, the food is decent, and the bartenders are pretty. What’s not to like?
Anyway, at my particular Duffy’s on Village Blvd, there are a few cool black guys who hang out there who I enjoy talking to like Kenny, Big Al, Morey, Phil, and Joe. We talk about everything under the sun, although I must admit that sex, sports, music, and women, seem to be our prime topics. However, seeing as they also like to tease me about my being white, I have to get my shots in now and then too.
The other day while chatting about nothing in particular, I brought up the fact that when I was growing up in Winnipeg, the only black people I ever saw were on TV. I still remember how much I loved watching Willy Mays, (shown above) Jackie Robinson, and Roy Campanella play baseball. They could do things that very few others could which was also true of Walter Payton, (pictured) Barry Sanders, and Jim Brown in the NFL and Bill Russell, (shown) Wilt, and the Big ‘O’
Because my folks loved watching TV music shows like Tommy and Jimmy Dorsey along with Lawrence Welk, I got to appreciate the talent of artists like Nat King Cole, Louis Armstrong, (shown) and Ella Fitzgerald early on. However, when Rock & Roll burst on the scene, rockers like Little Richard, (pictured) Fats Domino, and Chuck Berry, blew me away.
I never believed that anyone should go on the radio and sound like they live next door by being themselves. I mean, who the hell would listen to their neighbor for more than five minutes. My solution was to try and give them the courage to be unique by telling them that I’d hung up a disc jockey jumpsuit just outside the on-air studio. All they had to do was put it on, zip it up, and then go in there and be anybody they ever wanted to be. However, the rule was, as soon as they finished their shift, they had to immediately take it off because nobody wanted to deal with that guy.
Would you rather receive a dollar from everyone who listens to the radio, or those who don’t?
Radio’s big problem, of course, is TSL. Hey, the folks only have so much time for entertainment so each time a new way to be entertained shows up, everyone else suffers. AMC fought back with Breaking Bad, and HBO came with the Sopranos and GOT. Hey radio, ya’ll got anything new?
Ron Chapman told me that he’d retired just far enough away from Fort Worth that he can still say that he lives in Dallas.
The only people who seem to enjoy talking on the phone are salespeople. Friends text.
America may seem divided, but it doesn’t want to be.
If you want to change your life, you must start immediately and do it at full speed.
I think God gave us the courage to be brave and strong, which may mean that he expects us to stand up to him now and then.
Rock & Roll was created by the lower classes so that some of us could escape the factories.
You have to conjure up courage, fear happens all by itself.
You get to make your own choices, but you don’t get to choose the consequences.
When women receive equal pay, do we all get off the Titanic together?
Is gluten-free a female thing?
Men who defend women with their lives, of course, have a price. Hey, there’s no such thing as a free lunch.
I wonder what Archie’s going to think when he discovers that all his Uncles, Aunts, and Cousins are Princes and Princesses, but he’s not?
Is it the staff or the management that makes the service at a restaurant top notch?
What’s up with the guys who send friend requests to you on Facebook using pretty women as their profile picture?
How come there are no statues erected for businessmen or critics?
What a great Indy 500, how did the weatherman get it so wrong?
Without difficulty, there is no opportunity.
When the path in front of you begins to grow shorter than the one behind, it’s time to live for today.
Over 2300 years ago Aristotle said, “Truth is truth.” Unfortunately, today, people think the truth is only what they perceive it to be.