The Rubber Chickens Blog is a creation of Fishing Weekend, Inc., which is a subsidiary of Goldman Sachs. Contributors to the Rubber Chickens blog will only be known by their blog names, because they have jobs, families, and quite frankly, are a little frightened of you. In alphabetical order, they are:
Buck – native of eastern South Carolina, current resident of North Georgia; married, one teenage son, one toddler daughter (woopsies!); balding, a little overweight, but strangely confident, probably because he has a hot wife; frustrated athlete, especially now that he’s over 40; frustrated writer, especially now that he’s over 40; frustrated photographer, especially…aw, you get it.
G-man – A second son, now with three sons of his own; currently listed in the Book of World Records under two different headings: Most Degrees from the University of South Carolina, and Largest Amount of Inappropriate Body Hair; small, nimble, but surprisingly slow; has managed to eke out a solid living by hard work, dedication, and complete neglect of his blogging responsibilites; sometimes references things like “facepage” and “tweating” but makes up for these shortcomings by having a sportagraphic memory, and a really nice boat.
T-bone – a cosmos, of Carolina a son, turbulent, fleshy, sensual, eating, drinking and breeding, No sentimentalist, no stander above men and women or apart from them, no more modest than immodest. /Something I cannot see puts upward libidinous prongs, seas of bright juice suffuse heaven. The earth by the sky stayed with, the daily close of their junction, the heaved challenge from the east that moment over my head, the mocking taunt, See then whether you shall be master! (Too Much?)