Reason Number One Why Sonya Is The Best Wife On Earth: After the Titans/Jaguars game Sunday I was on the phone.

"Give me the remote control," Sonya said, "there's another game on."

Reason Number Two Why Sonya Is The Best Wife On Earth: Looking at some bootleg pictures from the new X-Men movie on the internet the other day, Sonya looked over my shoulder at one picture of a big, blond guy.

"That must be Sabretooth," she observed. I hadn't even guessed, but of course she was right.

Snow for Memphis? That's what the weatherman says. This is cause for panic in a mainly snow-free southern city. As much as six inches by Saturday - this, for Memphis, is a god damned blizzard.

Luckily, I went to the grocery store Monday night, and there are two grocery stores and a convenience store on my block. The owners of two of these stores live in my building, too, so they will be open regardless. The people in the suburbs may starve, but Sonya and I will feast on chips and beer.

Overheard at the Cigar Shop: A coworker and I were killing time at lunch yesterday in a cigar shop. A man my age and one a bit older were sitting at a table in the back, smoking.

"Do you smoke in the house?" the older man said.

The young man shook his head. "We've got a little girl." The older man nodded.

It's interesting, isn't it? One of the strongest addictions our society allows - and people quit it automatically when they have a child. It's a different world than when I was kid. All my siblings smoked. One of my greatest treats was to allowed to blow out the match when my grandfather lit his pipe. I liked watching the smoke layer in a room, too, like pipe smoke does.

Sure, there was a kid in the room, but they were adults, by god! And they smoked! Therefore, you smoke when a kid's in the room. I mean, you don't blow smoke in the kid's face, but you didn't not do it, either.

Are children more valued or are adults more health conscious? Probably both.

The car shopping continues unabated. Yesterday I drove a new Mitsubishi Eclipse, which I did like. However, after going home and crunching some realistic numbers (and not the pie-in-the-sky, everyone-loves-Harold numbers I'd been working with before) I realized that a new car of any sort is probably out of my reach.

A year-old Eclipse, however, is priced just right for me. One of the local dealerships has ten of them! I plan to buy this weekend or next week, once I decide what to do with the loyal but unglamorous truck.

My Memphis readers (and those of you who follow the minor blips in pop music history) will know of Kevin Paige, a local singer/songwriter who had a small hit back in 1990 with a song called Anything I Want. Now, Kevin is the music guy at this church in town. This church is attempting to draw in the young, hip crowd by trying to act relaxed, carefree and "cool." As we all know, things like this can be very embarassing for all involved. Their services are called WOW - short for Wide Open Worship.

The Kevin Smith fans in the audience will be amused at this, I'm sure. A grinning, thumbs-up Kevin Paige would be a fine thing.

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