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It’s Thursday

October 5th, 2006

Yeah. You were thinking it, I said it. It’s Thursday.

David- Nice post. Judging from the comments, my weak story didn’t compare. However, I was only commenting on the one time it didn’t work. So really it was like me comparing my worst moment with your current moment (as I say that, I want the audience to think – the tone of Michael Scott, maybe David is like Toby) And Dave, I’m gettign worried, you get more and more random. Cause of the way facebook is now, I can see what you comment on photos and notes and stuff, and it’s often some crazy random stuff. Don’t stop, though. I love it. For those who dont’ know what I’m talking about:

She would most definitely sleep it off. Well, I can’t do that mom! Nope, not me. I’m a baller and Jason Tyner is the Ultimate Warrior! (from his latest post)

Well, Amen I say to you, David works in mysterious ways. Mysterious GENIOUS ways. (Amen? who says that? I can’t think of any conversation I’ve ever had that someone has said to me, “well bryce, amen i say to you…”)

Life ain’t got nothing on me.
Life is the matrix, my name is Neo, and I can dodge bullets. (I’m hoping it’s a quote from something, giving him the benefit of the doubt)

life hates us all. That’s why i’m not livin in the real world. I’m livin the dream! (who says that? Living the dream!!??)

David is the Dread Pirate Roberts. (I’m hoping this is from something, too)

(and my favorite) ching-ching bling-bling dolla dolla! (Ok, there is some logic here, it’s a comment on a photo of Molly Brass with her smiling showing her grillz (braces)).

But, though this is a great start to a post, this was not my intention for a post. My intention is the following:

I used to be a journalist. I remember every god damn week having to arrange times to meet with coaches, basically kill their ask and not ask the hard questions I was thinking, email the Sports Information Director, and pray to God I could get athletes to call me back. Other stresses, dealing with the Spur staff who, and rightly so, had a problem with my covering golf, hardcore conflict of interest. I fought it, saying I didn’t have the writers and they deserved their coverage. They accepted that, until I had 2 staff writers and another writer asking to write.

I remember having to call my female writer, who I will not mention in case she ever googles her name, every single week asking where her story was. In a lineup with a bunch of super hero gay guys and maybe some librarians and hippy liberal drug doers, you would still pick her last to want to write sports stories. But, I guess she liked it, she just didn’t have a knack for getting people to call her back or talk to coaches on the court.

But, I was reading the Spur today. New sports editor, one of my less than promising writers had the lead story. And I’m here thinking, I used to do that. That was my gig. I was thinking and brainstorming, “what can I do to make sports even better” Truth is, there isn’t much you can do with so few writers. The most popular story is a dirty one, someone fired, something like that. Well, that comes up just once a year (when we fire our women’s bball coach) and that isn’t gonna push your section. People who read the paper look for their buddies in the crime briefs and see the headlines.

I guess I’m just thinking, now that I have no control and my show is over, just reflecting. Just a semester ago I would be prepping for the weekend and asking Linds how my stories are doing online. I would be stressed out and expecting a long night on Tuesdays. Now, I think about sales and paying bills.

But hey, my name is Neo…I dodge bullets…

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