When I was growing up, my family routinely went on car trips between North Carolina and Florida, and on one trip, during a particularly desolate stretch on I-95 in South Carolina, we stopped at a Golden Corral for lunch. As we were sitting down, I noticed that my mom, who was seated across from me, was staring forward…

To be fair, a lament about the inability to buy mescaline/peyote at a liquor store is really the only semi-logical direction that a bat-laden review such as Max C.'s could be expected to take.

Jeez, and I thought the Stolichnaya anti-Russia boycott was a bad case of kneejerk research failure (if you live outside of Russia, you're drinking Stoli that was bottled in Latvia by a Latvian-owned company). I don't even know where to begin with this one.

Yeah, I ran into two of the music scam guys in NYC. They were really, really insistent about getting a "donation" for their rap CD ("I'm just starting out and I need some help"). I offered one guy a dollar (because I'd never heard of this scam before and the guy asked me to like him on Facebook, etc.), and he kept…

Red Green Redemption

They certainly have what it takes to make the Sponsorship Opportunity Available Bowl this season.

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US Airways. I used to think that Delta/Atlanta were bad, but USAir/Charlotte are, regrettably, far worse.

That I-77 toll thing is hilarious.

Jacksonville is especially weird to me because before the Jaguars came along, I had always assumed that if ANYONE in (North) Florida were going to seriously follow a pro team, it would have been the Dolphins (or maybe the Bucs). Everything north of JAX is SEC country, as you said, and everything immediately westward…

I actually know who our QB is and I still thought the picture was Delhomme at first. His legacy of ineptitude looms large in the short history of the franchise.

I really wish I could find a picture of this, but South Carolina is where I saw this souvenir in a gas station once which was a little plastic packet of raw cotton balls. Like, right out of the field cotton balls. It had this label on it that said "Greetings from South Carolina" or whatever, and a picture of two…

Richardson is at least 500% more jowly than Jones.

I believe part of it was that Art Modell (as an NFL owner) voted against Baltimore getting an expansion team when the issue came up, because he was planning on moving the Browns there.

The Whaler-canes did this too, which is even more bizarre because the big Northern transplant base from which they were hoping to cultivate a fandom is almost all in North Carolina.

I think a lot of Northerners are starting to wise up to the shittiness of Myrtle Beach and have realized that the North Carolina Outer Banks are not only closer but not terrible. Nags Head is wall-to-wall New Jersey license plates now on any given summer weekend.

I KNOW, RIGHT.

My go-to food is Key Lime Pie, which makes a lousy meal but an excellent potluck contribution or fallback dessert for a big holiday dinner. It's not so hard to make:

The funniest part of that is that the more well-to-do natives of the area don't seem to even want to live in Charlotte itself. The housing location with the most cache is Lake Norman, north of town.

That e-mail was spot on. Charlotte isn't a BAD city, necessarily, just very bland. It's easily the least interesting large city in either of the Carolinas in terms of culture or having neighborhoods that don't resemble either a giant office park or cookie-cutter McMansion sprawl. It's 300 square miles of boilerplate.…