I blame things on being blonde every day. Thanks for understanding.
Oh, and the Nashville Armory should not be blamed for a lack of due diligence. We did watch the video and read the entire release before signing it, as everyone is required to do before entering the range. The trained staff accompanied us into the shooting stalls and helped us with every step of the process to ensure that everyone was being safe.
Her blondeness has nothing to do with the firing range's lack of due dilligence.
WELL SHE'S BLOND [ ENOUGH SAID ] !
It's getting readers, which is the point of headlines.
What should be scolded is that prior to allowing these women who were inattentive in class access to weapons, the firing range did not make them demonstrate any sort of knowledge of how to handle said weapons, and are pinning their indemnity on a waiver.
And Will didn't learn to aim a rifle like that in the Marines.
Irresponsible headline. Google news picked this up and put it on the Midstate section as top story under news, as if it were a person opening fire on others at a gun range. might want to consider pulling it off.
I want my 90 seconds back from reading this drivel............
Pete Wilson, you are my hero. I am incredibly flattered. Thank you.
The story of Mitchell and Joe Gould is ultimately spooky and disturbing. Gould, who was a real character for lots of other reasons too, told everyone he was working on the greatest oral history of New York ever known, and Mitchell wrote about him and stayed fascinated with the notion, but Gould let him read only a few baffling excerpts from the "history." Mitchell finally realized--and from the way he describes it, it was a shattering epiphany--that there was no oral history, just the same few ramblings re-written over and over. This of course seriously damaged his already very trying friendship with Gould, and it seems to have done much more than that. Soon enough Mitchell began his own dry spell. He dutifully came to the office at the New Yorker for years and years without ever writing another real article. It is very strange and sad. Before that, though, Mitchell's writings were a real treasure. There really are not many things that I am prouder of about the U.S. than that Mitchell was an American.
for what it's worth, Pete's right on Joseph Mitchell. "Up in the Old Hotel" collects his "New Yorker" work, including reportage on rats in New York, a detective who specializes in gypsy scams, and, of course, the story of the world's greatest writer, Joe Gould. I believe they even got Stanley Tucci to play Mitchell in a film, which wasn't bad. Is that right? For the old-school "New Yorker," A.J. Liebling and Mitchell may epitomize the magazine in its heyday. Nobody much reads Liebling any more--he would be totally out of key with today's over-sensitized political climate and so forth, being the ultimate New York City chauvinist and proud of it. But his "The Earl of Louisiana" contains perceptions about New Orleans that rival Walker Percy's.
Volcat0197, Ichabod here, that's only if Jimmie Johnson is in contention otherwise we fire the machine right up ;)
Just so you know, if you go to Santa's wanting to sing karaoke, but there's a NASCAR race on, you'll have to wait until it's over. :)
This is an extremely good article. Abby, have you ever read any Joseph Mitchell? He wrote features for several New York newspapers and then started writing "profiles" and such for the New Yorker in 1938. His writing is so good--understated but chock-full of detail and an intelligent, open-minded empathy--that it hurts sometimes. He wrote several pieces about bars--one about the legendary downtown pub McSorley's, and two about a wild, hilarious place called Dick's (the one for the New Yorker is called "Obituary of a Gin Mill"). I think he would appreciate your piece and might even wish he'd gotten the assignment.
Loved this article! I don't live in Nashville, but this bar is definitely on my "to do" list next time I'm there! I have never understood why anyone would want to go to a Karaoke bar where people sing well. The whole point is to sing along with people who can't sing ( last weekend after tailgating at a Buffett concert for 8 hours we went to Beloit Wisconsin's version of Santas....The Road Dawg).
Please let us know about more bars like this that have a real personality.
Well, I never turn a nice handsome gentleman down ...
Come over to The Wheel and dance with me!
That's my Dad!! Well Pop it's too bad you weren't discovered years ago. Love ya!!
JC
Way to go Uncle Ken!!!!!!
Awww, that is so sweet. Something awesome always happens at Roberts (maybe your Pabst might be cold, too!)
Re: “Dozens escape injury as our intrepid reporter opens fire at a Nashville gun range”
@AnglRdr: The firing ranges lack of due diligence? You're going to blame the firing range for mishaps that occur there because of an individual's actions? With such logic we should blame the state for accidents that happen on public roads. Or stadium owners for sports injuries. Is no one personally responsible for themselves? Let's blame the air lines for providing a venue for hijackers. Geez, lady, let's blame apartment owners for providing an apartment for burglars to break into. But don't blame the person actually responsible.