The Professor of Tides

Believe it or not, Myrtle Beach ain’t all air-brushed t-shirts and neon halter tops (although there is some of that, thank God or Kenny F*ckin’ Powers or whoever’s in charge of keeping the beach cornrowed and salt water taffy-ed). The fine folks at GrandStrand Magazine do a great job of reminding we South Carolinians that there’s lots of highbrow fun to be had here in our corner of the Palmetto State, including, ahem-ahem, cozying up with the new memoir penned by a certain elbow-patched, brandy-snifting English Professor. It’s the perfect read for when you’re holed away on Seaboard Street getting that new Yosemite Sam tattoo.