Really.

Promise.

The ideas are there, but the energy to flesh them out is gone.

Life has been a bitch so far in 2008, and all I want to do right now is just watch and not have to be all navel-gazing about it after the fact.

Sometimes, we just use sports to tune out everything and think about nothing.

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7 Responses to The rumors of my blog's death have been greatly exaggerated.

  1. Or as that famous sportswriter Karl Marx said, “[Sports] is the sigh of the oppressed creature, the heart of a heartless world, and the soul of soulless conditions. It is the opium of the people.”

    For example, when thinking about the dwindling number of writing jobs balanced against the persistence of my mortgage I often GO HABS GO! OLE! OLE OLE OLE!

  2. The last time I did that navel-gazing thing, I was amazed to discover how much lint was in there.

  3. Just don’t do what Andy Farmer decided to do in Funny Farm.

  4. Move to Vermont? If I move to Vermont I’m going to do it “Baby Boom” style and make baby food.

    And date Sam Shepard.

  5. Yeah, he left sports writing to write a shitty “heist” book that his wife hated.

  6. IJUstMadeThatUp says:

    It’s just nice to know the other half of my other half is back at it again.

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