As you know I do not accept advertisements on this site since I believe they might make me less than objective. However, my very good friend Jack Marion, a known wise man and Q connoisseur, has a book out, “You Don’t No Jack”, that is just too daggum funny and deserving of some recognition from me. So I thought I would give his book a plug. Besides being hilarious it resonates with me from the outlandish tennis insights and his crazy southern kinfolk’s histrionics. Even has some on target barbecue comments within its cover. So for less than a restaurant Bud Light beer you get the motherlode of laughs.