Good Day, compadres.
Ok, so I'm the only person reading this. No prob. You'll be here eventually.
Why am I back, and where did I go?
I went to the place people go when they could care less about blogging, and I'm back because I realized I was spending an inordinate amount of time on espn.com message boards, trying to convince a bunch of knuckleheads that I was right about things I was obviously right about.
My arguments were strong, but the list of commenters was long.
Things kept getting pushed down to the bottom, I had to repeat myself all the time, and where was the love??? Here I am basically handing espn my god-given talent to be a good read, annoyingly accurate, sometimes intelligently humorous, and relatively grammatically correct--for free!
(smashes head against desk)
No more, I say!
Oh yeah, I can also admit when I'm wrong (see above Hakim Warrick post for substantiation). What the hell was I thinking?
So on with the show. I'll be back here as my work schedule allows... currently I'm thinking about putting together a compilation of my espn.com posts on JC Romero. I wasted a good, hmmm, 1-2 hours on that yesterday, so it should be good for an introductory 'column', if you can call it that.
And folks: feel free to reply, comment, or otherwise trash the place. I got no issues with that. And who knows, maybe every once in a while the monkey will talk back!
Till then...
Stay classy, San Diego.
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