Tim Timmons
Timmons Retiring? He Has A Plan
This is my final column. I am sure I will miss writing, and I hope that the eight or nine of you who regularly read these scribblings miss it, too . . . at least a little bit. And before anyone gets any wrong impressions, no, the Journal-Review did not hire me away. Oh, they…
Read MoreA Salute To Prep Athletes, One Last Time
One doesn’t need to look at a calendar to know spring is well under way. That means not too long from now, caps and gowns will be the order of the day . . . and boys and girls who are on the cusp of becoming young men and women will don the uniform bearing…
Read MoreTimmons Wages Battle Between Good, Evil
Like a lot of you, I’m at the age where sleeping through the night is an elusive commodity. It’s not that I have trouble falling asleep. I’m usually lucky that way. It’s just I don’t stay asleep. The biggest issue is going to the bathroom. On a good night, that may only happen once or…
Read MoreSlate Of Hate Has It All Wrong
How do you argue with . . . silly . . . illogical . . . nuts? Our world is upside down and I don’t know anyone who knows how to get it back. Case in point: A library allows sexually explicit books of – at best – questionable value and gets ripped for not…
Read MoreFamous Prosecutor Back At It
I used to be a big boxing fan. Even tried the sport for a short bit until my face got in the way of too many lefts and rights and I started seeing lots of stars . . . in the daytime. When Mike Tyson burst onto the scene, I watched every fight of his…
Read MoreBubba Meets AI
“We’re doomed, Timmons!” It was the first thing I heard when I picked up the phone. The twangy drawl left no doubt it was my friend Bubba Castiron. No fake voice, no attempt to fool me into some scam. This was Bubba, pure, plain and oh, so simple. “Well good morning to you, too, Bubba,”…
Read MoreCan We Pump Brakes When It Comes To Children?
Let me be clear – I don’t give a damn if someone is straight, gay, bi, trans or any of the other adjectives we toss about so casually these days. I. Don’t. Give. A. Damn. What you do in the privacy of your life is between you, anyone who may be with you and God.…
Read MoreBouncing Around Like A Pinball . . .
Scattershooting while wondering what a jam session with John Lee Hooker, Muddy Waters, T-Bone Walker and Big Bill Broonzy might sound like . . . * * * A SPECIAL thanks to County Clerk Karyn Douglas for not making this reporter feel like the idiot he is when he asked a question about early voting…
Read MoreA Conversation With the Future
For the regular eight or nine of you who read these scribblings, you may recall that I’ve written a time or two about AI – artificial intelligence. According to the experts at IBM, AI combines computer science and data to enable problem solving. According to sci-fi fans, AI is Skynet from the Terminator movies, the…
Read MoreHow Low Can We Go? Answers Are Evident
Remember Harry Belafonte’s version of the Limbo song. . . that rich baritone asking how low can you go? Harry is 96 today and I’m guessing might be surprised at the answer to that question. Why? Because today, in this country, we’re proving over and over and over we can go pretty doggone low. And…
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