The Writer's Life 8/13 - Supreme

Hail Brooks Koepka, who has won three of the past seven golf majors, including back-to-back U.S. Opens. He demonstrated nerves of steel in yesterday's two-shot victory at the PGA Championship. He shrugged off the gallery's raucous preference for Tiger Woods, and the fact that his excellence would be overshadowed by the media's and public's obsession with Woods. Not fair, but that's the way it is. All those white folks rooting for Woods in racist America - who'da thunk it? As for the Bellerive course, which is located in a suburb west of St. Louis, it is beautiful. Softened by rain, it was eminently playable, too easy. I enjoy it more when the final scores at a major tournament are around par. Still, Koepka was sensational. Kudos.

While the event was in commercial, I picked up the remote and paused when I hit The Bionic Woman on Cozi-TV. The lovely Lindsay Wagner was dressed as a gypsy. It was episode seven of season two. Within minutes, five Hollywood mainstays were on screen: Vincent Price, William Windom, Julie Newmar, Abe Vigoda and Hermione Baddeley. Loved it.

RIP Jim "The Anvil" Neidhart, 63, who succumbed to a medical emergency. He was a two-time WWE tag team champion alongside his brother-in-law, Hall of Famer Bret Hart. He was a record-setting shot-putter in high school in California, and had a brief stint in the NFL with the Dallas Cowboys and Oakland Raiders. Sad to see another pro wrestler die relatively young. Thanks for the laughs, sir.

The newsstand I patronize did not have the NY Post this morning. Two doors down a convenience store had copies that were weird, blank except for the banner and the word Supreme in the center of both the front and back page. The guy at the counter said it was five bucks. I put it back on the shelf. I just ran a search to see what was what. Supreme, which opened in 1994, has become a very popular street wear brand, famously selling out its new collections within hours and drawing huge lines at its flagship store in SoHo. The company has satellite shops in Los Angeles, Tokyo and London. It agreed to partner with the Post, whose chief anticipated the issue becoming a collector's item. In certain places it sold for $12 bucks. Include me out.

The floating book shop opened two hours late due to the rain. I'd snagged the optimum parking spot beside the scaffold at my usual nook as I was out for my morning walk, so I didn't have to worry about the wares getting wet if the skies again opened up. My thanks to Bus Driver, who bought two paperback thrillers; and to the woman who purchased a Danielle Steel translation in Russian; and to local barber Viktor, who selected a book on rare coins in Russian.

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