In honor of my degenerate friend coming into town tonight… “When I awoke, the Dire Wolf Six hundred pounds of sin Was grinnin’ at my window All I said was “come on in” ”

Remember when the only khaki pants you could find were either tan, stone, navy, or olive?  (I’m using the term ‘khakis’ to refer to pants like ‘Coke’ to refer to soda…you get it).  Those were dark days…  Even though Nantucket…

Now that the Masters has concluded, it is officially Spring.  What does that mean?  Time to add some ‘color’ to our mundane Winter wear.  There isn’t a better way to add that flare than with a nice, crisp Smathers &…

There has been a pretty consistent theme this week: The Masters.  I was lucky enough to score a pass for Wednesday, and really enjoyed it.  Each time I head over for a round, it’s like experiencing the beauty of Augusta…