Posts by Daryl Gay

“Onts a checkout!” OK. The blurted news from Ol’ Jake set my mind to whirling. And since I had a rough understanding of his language, I began to try and pick the phrase apart, reassemble the pieces and make some sense of it. That he wanted something was evident not only by the “onts” — his…

So I hear Major League Baseball may have a little problem. Surprise, surprise. Part of the surprise is likely that you’re reading about it on the back page of GON. But this one is unlike any other MLB mess you’ve heard tell of. Because the hitters making the big bucks are now allegedly getting their…

We don’t use no stethoscopes around here. Ain’t no pokin’ and proddin’ and coughin’ whilst someone checks to see if the tone is just right or maybe if I’m suffering from degenerative dislocated toenail-itis. And there’s not a whole lot of blood-letting — except in fairly rare cases of arguin’ and fists flyin’. Naw… whatever…

So, it’s three o’clock in the morning, and you’re snoring fit to peel paint off a tank. All is blissfully quiet, and in the dream you’re about to squeeze off on a forty-eleven pointer… But then, from somewhere deep inside your consciousness — or maybe UNconsciousness — comes a repetitive, annoying sound that refuses to go away.…

You’d think that with all the cookbooks on my shelf, at least one of them would have a single recipe for the items I’m hunting. I mean, I’ve got DU, L.L. Bean, a half-dozen by Justin Wilson and other assorted Cajuns, church cookbooks from yer ma and grandma… But nothing! Maybe my faithful readers can help…