GONE FISHIN' by Steve Nadis
I can already hear the questions. Why Nashville? And why now? On the middle of the Final Four weekend, and with the Celtics season still in progress? I can only say that my younger, smarter, and more successful cousin picked this weekend to get married. I didn't get to pick the weekend, nor did I get to pick my cousin. But if I had to do it all over again, I still would have picked the same cousin because, for one thing, he's a talented athlete, vying at the highest levels of international competition. That's right. You guessed it: He's a "rock, paper, scissors" expert who's gone head-to-head with some of the world's other elite athletes. (We've even talked about that in these pages. If you can't recall, let me give you a helpful hint: It's called "Archives.")
I'm not sure how much time I'll actually get to spend with my illustrious cousin, as he is getting married. But I hope that just by hanging around, some of his athleticism may rub off on me. In any case, rest assured that I'll share anything I learn about "rock, paper, and scissors," as well as about life in general, with my readers, who are generally supportive, but sometimes come off as a community of nitpickers. More on that in my next missive. And speaking of missives, I've got a plane to miss.

