Tim Timmons

Scattershooting while wondering what a jam session with John Lee Hooker, Muddy Waters, T-Bone Walker and Big Bill Broonzy might sound like . . . * * * THE ANNUAL Lincoln Day dinner was held earlier this week for the Hamilton County Republicans. The Grand Old Party has ruled the roost here for a long…

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…

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…

With the dawning of spring earlier this week, I couldn’t wait to get outside and enjoy some fresh air. So I threw on the sweats, laced up the sneakers and hit the trail. Oh man it felt good! Did I mention it was oh-dark-thirty? Like a lot of us my age, I don’t sleep in…

The long, curved drive leading to the house in Carmel is a long way from his middle class roots – physically and figuratively. One of the neighbors is the former vice president of the United States and governor of Indiana, Mike Pence. New Market, Indiana it ain’t. Derrick Clore, a kid I covered back in…

I was reading a story about this plan to forgive college student loan debt. It made me think of the day I made my last college loan payment – and how absolutely drunk I got that night. Paying off that boat anchor was like the 4th of July, Christmas and VE Day all rolled into…

“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,”…

Notes scribbled on the back of a non-burnt 1970 draft card . . . * * * YES, TIDBITS TWO weeks in a row. A good friend reminded me that sputtering on forever on single topics can get old. Sometimes it’s just enjoyable to hop around a bit. Thanks, KP! I appreciate the heads up!…

Scattershooting while wondering whatever happened to Jane Webb and Dawn Wells. * * * LET ME START by saying thank you to the good folks at St. Bernard’s church. They invited me to share some highlights of the Israel trip, and even went out of their way to feed me. How’s that for a great…

Are you following the coaching search with the Indianapolis Colts? If so, you have probably heard that if the team hires Jeff Saturday it will mean the following: Yeah, OK, I kind of made up that last one. But seriously, how many sports pundits are losing their minds over the idea that Saturday might end…