“Fools rush in where angels fear to tread” – Alexander Pope, An Essay on Criticism * * * We pulled out of Twin Bridges and the Professor asked me one more time, “So you’ve really never fished a spring creek?” I knew precisely what he meant, but nevertheless I offered, “Well, I mean the Missouri [...]

Robert Earl Keen sings about bass. Webb Pierce sings about fillin’ it up to the brim. Hmmm…Bass & Bream. Well, I am singing about both here in South Alabama! As it turns out, the Professor’s tennis game served up a gem of a fishing opportunity for us. A friend from his tennis team, nicknamed Hammer [...]

“The yellow-haired lady was buried at sunset; The stranger went free, of course. For you can’t hang a man for killin’ a woman, Who’s tryin’ to steal your horse.” – Red Headed Stranger Most of the time Willie Nelson is sharing the stage with someone who’s picking the steel-guitar, but it seems this Willie Nelson [...]