Hang time


Speaking of books, I’ve already told you that my literary guilty pleasure is the wacky Florida crime farce, as exemplified by Carl Hiaasen (dean and my favorite), but that was a long time ago, and you’ve probably forgotten. I’m reading one now called “Star Island,” and if you’ve ever seen South Beach, you can appreciate how richly it deserves Hiaasen’s send-up. Randy Wayne White, particularly in his lighter moments, is another favorite, as is Tim Dorsey, who, like myself, is a graduate of Auburn University and, like myself, cut his teeth as a journalist and writer at The Plainsman, the student newspaper. I would provide you with links if I had more time, but they’re hardly necessary anymore, are they? Everybody Googles!