Snow at Hermitage Station
Hard to tell in this pic, but it’s snowing to beat the band in Music City. Thoughts and prayers to grocery store workers… Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, January 29, 2018
Hard to tell in this pic, but it’s snowing to beat the band in Music City. Thoughts and prayers to grocery store workers… Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, January 29, 2018
Snowing to beat the band in Music City and they’re as panicked as if General George Thomas and his Yankees was a-comin’ agin. Winter is always amusing in Dixie. Snow is purty though! Posted by Steve Pollock on Friday, January 12, 2018
The story is sordid and long, but the details were made clear by Matt Viser’s excellent Globe piece. To wit: Lorenzo sold the Donald the Eastern Shuttle for an overvalued $365 million (if DT had created a brand-new shuttle from the ground up with brand-new planes, not old worn-out 727s, estimates were that he could have done it for $300 million.) Of course, the money was all borrowed. It was 1989; Eastern (and Continental) were already almost dead from Lorenzo’s sledgehammer and the economy was tanking. Pan Am 103 was bombed, the first Gulf War was about to begin. It was incredibly bad judgement to overpay a bunch of other peoples’ money for something that was guaranteed to tank.
There’s this thing that has been closely guarded for going on 40 years in 2018. It’s my secret. So as it hits its 40th birthday in our new year, I decided it’s time to tell the world.
Why? Because, as reporter Anne Kingston notes, women are “female reproductive vessels” and not human beings. And because Long Dong Silver has always, and will always, get a free pass. And both of these are realities for reasons which surpasseth understanding.
Nazis are just “the normal people next door” and nothing bad should happen to either them or the New York Times for pointing this out, says The New York Times.
Newschannel Five must have seen my previous post about dressing Steve Layman like an Easter egg the other night…. Posted by Steve Pollock on Friday, November 17, 2017
The Diddler’s Club What we learned this week: • Al Franken is the latest member of the “People Who Diddled People Who Didn’t Want to be Diddled” Club. This Diddlers Club, of which we’re all so very proud, officially now consists of the nation’s President; at least two former presidents; two or three sitting United…
As an old print journalist, I have little regard for tee-wee “news” – it ain’t news, it ain’t journalism; it’s local… Posted by Steve Pollock on Wednesday, November 15, 2017
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Gorgeous autumn afternoon on the campus of Vanderbilt University. Posted by Steve Pollock on Friday, October 28, 2016
Bought new LED swirly lights for the front of the house. They have a remote that can change the colors to… Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, October 23, 2016
Hermitage I-40 sunset. Posted by Steve Pollock on Wednesday, September 14, 2016
The wonderful folks at McFarland did a special rush printing for me and as soon as I get them signed and addressed, they… Posted by Steve Pollock on Friday, August 19, 2016
Home again! Glad to be here. It was a wonderful weekend. His Majesty #IAmTheRoux immediately assigned me back to General… Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, August 8, 2016
Great to be back home in the Volunteer State. Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, August 8, 2016
I knew I was close to home when I encountered a truck carrying Brad Paisley's "Life Amplified" Tour headed for Music City. Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, August 8, 2016
Bridge over the Tennessee River, at Paducah/Grand Rivers/Land Between the Lakes. Not far from where the Tennessee and Cumberland rivers meet the Ohio. Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, August 8, 2016
The Tennessee River flowing out of Kentucky Lake and dam rolling on to its meeting place with the Ohio. That water will be in New Orleans inside of 90 days. Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, August 8, 2016
Not a great pic, but in Paducah, KY, there's a Harley Davidson dealership shaped like a riverboat. Who knew? fourrivershd.com Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, August 8, 2016
The Arch from the Martin Luther King Jr. Bridge on the way out of Missouri. Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, August 8, 2016
8 am:Homeward bound! Bye bye Arch! Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, August 8, 2016
Good morning St. Louis! Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, August 8, 2016
Lying on the bed looking out. Thinking Nashville needs one of them things. Maybe a 700-foot gee-tar? Or an obelisk made of records and people's broken dreams? Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, August 7, 2016
Nighttime Arch. Still shimmery. Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, August 7, 2016
I almost stayed at Casino Queen across the river since there were good reviews. Until I found out a room was more… Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, August 7, 2016
The purplish plume over in Illinois is a giant water fountain near the Casino Queen. Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, August 7, 2016
In some hotel around here, some kid is crying (him/her)self to sleep. Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, August 7, 2016
Crescent moon. Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, August 7, 2016
The Arch is shimmering in the last light of the sun. Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, August 7, 2016
Through the trees. Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, August 7, 2016
A little cheese to begin … Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, August 7, 2016
Dinner has to be close because … drunken Cards fans. So Red Kitchen in the Hyatt lobby it is. Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, August 7, 2016
Over the construction site and through the gate lies home. 333 miles away. Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, August 7, 2016
Are they on a three-hour tour? Will they get shipwrecked in Illinois? Am I feeling all Mark Twain-y and wanting to pilot a riverboat up to Hannibal? Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, August 7, 2016
The intersection I took thirty minutes to get through? A half-hour later, two cars. Oy. Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, August 7, 2016
Looking to the southwest. Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, August 7, 2016
View out the south window. Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, August 7, 2016
Hellllooooo St. Louis!! Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, August 7, 2016
Feel guilty about treating myself, but Hyatt gave me an eighth floor corner room with windows on two sides. Maybe I'll just stay here. Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, August 7, 2016 [Best part: Our credit card travel miles made it a free stay. Woot.]
So close, yet so far. Hope the Cards lost 59-0. Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, August 7, 2016
Got caught in after-game traffic at Busch Stadium downtown;30 minutes to go three blocks. Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, August 7, 2016
Found a DQ in Bowling Green! Now on to St. Louis, a little over an hour away! Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, August 7, 2016
I seem to be lost and headed for New Orleans AND Juarez. Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, August 7, 2016
Frank didn't tell me he's running for governor of Missouri. I might be like Bill Clinton, First Gentleman of Missouri! (I think this road trip is making me a little loopy.) Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, August 7, 2016
I found four Pokemons. What'll I get for 'em? They're not Pokemons? No? Shoot. Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, August 7, 2016
Finally, some excitement! A train! (US 36 in northern Missouri is great and immensely less stressful thab the hellish I70 bryween KC and Stl… at the price of great boredom.) Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, August 7, 2016
Hello Joe! Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, August 7, 2016
The corn around here is higher than this elephant's eye. Posted by Steve Pollock on Sunday, August 7, 2016
So this happened: An amazing, wonderful, unique, bittersweet, laughter through tears, hugs and finely developed senses… Posted by Steve Pollock on Saturday, August 6, 2016