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Monday, January 17, 2011
Sunday, January 16, 2011
CONCERNING A THREAT TO OUR WAY OF LIFE
They say that theft is the highest form of flattery when it comes to writing. I, personally, have never resorted to plagiarism, though when it comes to writing I cannot say I have any morals at all. So it does not surprise me, or wound me mortally, to have my blog plagiarized by nationally syndicated columnists. On the contrary, I am flattered.
More than one sports writer as well as one humor writer from a nationally circulated magazine has apparently been monitoring this site for inspiration for punch lines, the turn of a phrase, or sometimes, brazenly, the entire premise of a story.
I will not name names or anything classless like that. I won't use initials like T, or leave an incriminating file on my desk while I go on a bathroom break. I will not cite case and file,give quotes, and compare published dates. Though, I certainly could do all of those things.
I will not do anything about this immoral behavior, probably. I will look upon it as a curse of a free society and a free internet. We are easily infiltrated. I could make this blog proprietary and charge a fee for entry like a porn site or have a "premium" membership fee for my best stuff like theStreet.com. Leaving what I ate for breakfast on the free site, and words of wisdom such as the secret to happiness on the premium members only site.
I could offer an even higher level of membership which included color photos and cooking tips. But all of that layering is elitist and anti-democratic and limits the free flow of ideas - punishing the average internet user in the process. So I will not, at this time, change the format of this blog just to safegaurd my articles from the persistent plagiarists plaguing this blog.
Though at this moment I am not seeking justice or retribution, I am keeping records of every stolen phrase, joke, and copy idea (be looking for the phrase " persistent plagiarists plaguing" to show up in a nationally syndicated column soon). I am keeping links, emails with date stamps; all printed out and mailed through the United States Postal Service in sealed envelopes as a cheap copyright solution. This enables me to keep my legal options available when/if it comes time for me to prove my allegations and name names and dates. Believe me when I tell you that I will include a list of nationally snynicated newspapers and magazines. Not to mention multiple blogs. All transgressors have not, as yet, been identified. The number of blogs in the universe is huge. More than one per household at last count. So tracking them all down without spending money or being some kind of computer hacker geek is impossible. I will keep trying, though, and document every case I can.
Perhaps I will turn all of my files over to the FBI and let them handle it. This is intellectual theft such as they warn about before every DVD I watch - and that includes the pirated ones I watch in China. They seem to mean business when it comes to pirated DVD's, but I wonder how hard they will work to protect a lowly blogger against blatant plagiarism by monolithic mega media corporations? We all know the answer to that question.
Keeping track of all the plagiarists infesting this blog has been tedious, tiring, and taken up a larger and larger part of my life, and that has taken a toll on the creative process and ultimately the quality of the content for which this blog is so well known. Eventually, the time will come when I will have to choose between tracking down all of these literary thieves, and throwing my hands up in acceptance of the impossibility of bringing them all to justice, and the unendingness of it all, and just write. Frig em. Let them steal my best stuff. I am flattered, and will try to just ignore them.
Soggyblogger
Editors Note: Some readers may have noticed that you would "be the first" to be a follower of this blog, and may conclude that Soggyblogger has jumped to erroneous conclusions regarding the plagiarism he purports, but that is easily explained as a simple software glitch. Try it yourself. If you sign up to "follow" this blog, you will notice that nothing changes after you start following. Try it. Plenty of nationally syndicated columnists already have.
Editors Note #2: You can contribute to this sites investigations of Soggybloggers claims by paying close attention to the phraseology used on this site and looking for suspiciously close wordage used in other publications. Please report any violations you may suspect to this site and the FBI. Your cooperation is appreciated. Rewards are being considered and might be rewarded retroactively once the specifics of our reward program are run by our legal department. Keep checking back for further updates on our future rewards programs.
More than one sports writer as well as one humor writer from a nationally circulated magazine has apparently been monitoring this site for inspiration for punch lines, the turn of a phrase, or sometimes, brazenly, the entire premise of a story.
I will not name names or anything classless like that. I won't use initials like T, or leave an incriminating file on my desk while I go on a bathroom break. I will not cite case and file,give quotes, and compare published dates. Though, I certainly could do all of those things.
I will not do anything about this immoral behavior, probably. I will look upon it as a curse of a free society and a free internet. We are easily infiltrated. I could make this blog proprietary and charge a fee for entry like a porn site or have a "premium" membership fee for my best stuff like theStreet.com. Leaving what I ate for breakfast on the free site, and words of wisdom such as the secret to happiness on the premium members only site.
I could offer an even higher level of membership which included color photos and cooking tips. But all of that layering is elitist and anti-democratic and limits the free flow of ideas - punishing the average internet user in the process. So I will not, at this time, change the format of this blog just to safegaurd my articles from the persistent plagiarists plaguing this blog.
Though at this moment I am not seeking justice or retribution, I am keeping records of every stolen phrase, joke, and copy idea (be looking for the phrase " persistent plagiarists plaguing" to show up in a nationally syndicated column soon). I am keeping links, emails with date stamps; all printed out and mailed through the United States Postal Service in sealed envelopes as a cheap copyright solution. This enables me to keep my legal options available when/if it comes time for me to prove my allegations and name names and dates. Believe me when I tell you that I will include a list of nationally snynicated newspapers and magazines. Not to mention multiple blogs. All transgressors have not, as yet, been identified. The number of blogs in the universe is huge. More than one per household at last count. So tracking them all down without spending money or being some kind of computer hacker geek is impossible. I will keep trying, though, and document every case I can.
Perhaps I will turn all of my files over to the FBI and let them handle it. This is intellectual theft such as they warn about before every DVD I watch - and that includes the pirated ones I watch in China. They seem to mean business when it comes to pirated DVD's, but I wonder how hard they will work to protect a lowly blogger against blatant plagiarism by monolithic mega media corporations? We all know the answer to that question.
Keeping track of all the plagiarists infesting this blog has been tedious, tiring, and taken up a larger and larger part of my life, and that has taken a toll on the creative process and ultimately the quality of the content for which this blog is so well known. Eventually, the time will come when I will have to choose between tracking down all of these literary thieves, and throwing my hands up in acceptance of the impossibility of bringing them all to justice, and the unendingness of it all, and just write. Frig em. Let them steal my best stuff. I am flattered, and will try to just ignore them.
Soggyblogger
Editors Note: Some readers may have noticed that you would "be the first" to be a follower of this blog, and may conclude that Soggyblogger has jumped to erroneous conclusions regarding the plagiarism he purports, but that is easily explained as a simple software glitch. Try it yourself. If you sign up to "follow" this blog, you will notice that nothing changes after you start following. Try it. Plenty of nationally syndicated columnists already have.
Editors Note #2: You can contribute to this sites investigations of Soggybloggers claims by paying close attention to the phraseology used on this site and looking for suspiciously close wordage used in other publications. Please report any violations you may suspect to this site and the FBI. Your cooperation is appreciated. Rewards are being considered and might be rewarded retroactively once the specifics of our reward program are run by our legal department. Keep checking back for further updates on our future rewards programs.
I HATE THE PITTSBURG STEELERS
As a child, my family had this rule whereby any child could choose one vegetable we did not have to eat. With much the same thinking, reasoning, and logic - each Seahawk fan is allowed one opponent to hate.
As a child, I foolishly chose asparagus which, being expensive, was served less than once a month. Had I chosen broccoli, I would have had more opportunities to exercise my veto due to it being such a popular vegetable on our dinner table.
Others may choose the football equivalent of brocolli such as a divisional opponent guaranteeing them more hate opportunities, but I choose to HATE the Pittsburg Steelers. The remainder of the Seattle Seahawks opponents in the NFL I merely dislike very very much. The primary reason for my hatred of the Steelers is the girly trick plays they used to beat the Seahawks in the 2005 Superbowl*
* The girly plays alone would not have defeated the Seahawks without the added help from ADMITTEDLY MISTAKEN CALLS by the officiating crew. Apologies have been tendered by those responsible. However, reparations have not even been discussed. To my knowledge, no quid pro quo has even been contemplated - though God Himself knows it is the just due of our beloved Seahawks.
The mighty Steelers of "The Steel Curtain" defense - a manly image - relied on trick plays for nearly all of their yardage in that Superbowl game. Such hypocracy earns my excessive hatred.
Listening to the game between Baltimore and Pittsburg, I can only hope they get blown out, but at this moment in time they have lucked into a couple or three turnovers and are looking like they might win.
In the back of my mind is a secret wish Pittsburg makes it to the Superbowl. But only if Seattle is destined to be their opponent. That would set up a rematch of the 2005 Superbowl where we were beaten by Pittsburg with a combination of girly plays and bad officiating in spite of Pittsburg obviously being the less talented team. If the two teams should meet again in 2011, everyone would agree that Seattle was this time the less talented team. So a victory would be even more sweet. Nothing but beating Pittsburg in the Superbowl with less talent will fully quench my thirst for revenge. Nothing else will satisfy this hunger to devour the Pittsburg Steelers.
If all of these conditions are met, and the Seahawks get the opportunity to play Pittsburg in the 2011 Superbowl, my last wish is that Seattle uses as many girly plays as necessary to ensure our win.
Soggyblogger
As a child, I foolishly chose asparagus which, being expensive, was served less than once a month. Had I chosen broccoli, I would have had more opportunities to exercise my veto due to it being such a popular vegetable on our dinner table.
Others may choose the football equivalent of brocolli such as a divisional opponent guaranteeing them more hate opportunities, but I choose to HATE the Pittsburg Steelers. The remainder of the Seattle Seahawks opponents in the NFL I merely dislike very very much. The primary reason for my hatred of the Steelers is the girly trick plays they used to beat the Seahawks in the 2005 Superbowl*
* The girly plays alone would not have defeated the Seahawks without the added help from ADMITTEDLY MISTAKEN CALLS by the officiating crew. Apologies have been tendered by those responsible. However, reparations have not even been discussed. To my knowledge, no quid pro quo has even been contemplated - though God Himself knows it is the just due of our beloved Seahawks.
The mighty Steelers of "The Steel Curtain" defense - a manly image - relied on trick plays for nearly all of their yardage in that Superbowl game. Such hypocracy earns my excessive hatred.
Listening to the game between Baltimore and Pittsburg, I can only hope they get blown out, but at this moment in time they have lucked into a couple or three turnovers and are looking like they might win.
In the back of my mind is a secret wish Pittsburg makes it to the Superbowl. But only if Seattle is destined to be their opponent. That would set up a rematch of the 2005 Superbowl where we were beaten by Pittsburg with a combination of girly plays and bad officiating in spite of Pittsburg obviously being the less talented team. If the two teams should meet again in 2011, everyone would agree that Seattle was this time the less talented team. So a victory would be even more sweet. Nothing but beating Pittsburg in the Superbowl with less talent will fully quench my thirst for revenge. Nothing else will satisfy this hunger to devour the Pittsburg Steelers.
If all of these conditions are met, and the Seahawks get the opportunity to play Pittsburg in the 2011 Superbowl, my last wish is that Seattle uses as many girly plays as necessary to ensure our win.
Soggyblogger
Saturday, January 15, 2011
GET READY FOR FAME
My very dear friend, John Taylor, of Anacortes, WA, who sells boats for a living, will be inconvenienced should Green Bay beat Atlanta on Sunday and the Seahawks pull off another upset against the Chicago Bears in the Windy City. He will be inconvenienced because that would mean the Seahawks would host the Green Bay Packers for the League Championship game deciding who would go to the Superbowl. Hosting the game against the Packers would mean the Seattle Boat Show would need to vacate parts of Qwest Field to make room for the Championship game.
My dear friend, John, says he cannot root for Green Bay to beat Atlanta in spite of the home field advantage that win would assure for the Seahawks which would certainly increase Seattle's chances of winning the game against Green Bay. 12th man and all of that. And here I might add is an area where John is being a bit hypocritical. John calls me on the phone every time the 12th man causes a delay of game penalty against the opposing team. He laughs and delights in the 12th man. Yet in spite of his obvious pleasure taken from the Seahawks, he is unwilling to give anything in return in the way of removing a folding table, a couple of folding chairs, some pamphlets, a few pens, and a rug from some portion of Qwest field late at night after a full and stressful day of selling aluminum boats made mostly by Thunder Jet which is a super-high quality American made boat. So we are looking for Seahawk fans to volunteer to help John as he is old and cranky and whiny and won't STFU. Any volunteers may call John at 360-555-1212.
My friend, John, keeps irregular hours so do not worry about the time of day or night you call. After checking with John for permission I may post his real business phone number on the off chance you are interested in purchasing a shiny new fish killing machine.
John threatens to hold it against the Seahawks for eternity if their plans inconvenience him in the slightest. Threats such as voting against any future bond issues for stadiums and infrastructure to support professional football in the Seattle area is only one of many such threats. All of these negative vibes can be averted with a small cadre of volunteers.
While once friends, John is starting to piss me off, and I almost regret making him famous like this. Nevertheless, if you happen to be going to the Seattle Boat Show anyway, stop by the Thunder Jet booth and say hello to my ex-friend John, and tell him you are going to buy a boat from a true and loyal Seahawks fan - which EXCLUDES HIM. Go Seahawks AND the Green Bay Packers! Rah rah.
Soggyblogger
My dear friend, John, says he cannot root for Green Bay to beat Atlanta in spite of the home field advantage that win would assure for the Seahawks which would certainly increase Seattle's chances of winning the game against Green Bay. 12th man and all of that. And here I might add is an area where John is being a bit hypocritical. John calls me on the phone every time the 12th man causes a delay of game penalty against the opposing team. He laughs and delights in the 12th man. Yet in spite of his obvious pleasure taken from the Seahawks, he is unwilling to give anything in return in the way of removing a folding table, a couple of folding chairs, some pamphlets, a few pens, and a rug from some portion of Qwest field late at night after a full and stressful day of selling aluminum boats made mostly by Thunder Jet which is a super-high quality American made boat. So we are looking for Seahawk fans to volunteer to help John as he is old and cranky and whiny and won't STFU. Any volunteers may call John at 360-555-1212.
My friend, John, keeps irregular hours so do not worry about the time of day or night you call. After checking with John for permission I may post his real business phone number on the off chance you are interested in purchasing a shiny new fish killing machine.
John threatens to hold it against the Seahawks for eternity if their plans inconvenience him in the slightest. Threats such as voting against any future bond issues for stadiums and infrastructure to support professional football in the Seattle area is only one of many such threats. All of these negative vibes can be averted with a small cadre of volunteers.
While once friends, John is starting to piss me off, and I almost regret making him famous like this. Nevertheless, if you happen to be going to the Seattle Boat Show anyway, stop by the Thunder Jet booth and say hello to my ex-friend John, and tell him you are going to buy a boat from a true and loyal Seahawks fan - which EXCLUDES HIM. Go Seahawks AND the Green Bay Packers! Rah rah.
Soggyblogger
Friday, January 14, 2011
MY PSYCHOTIC NEIGHBORS
In a previous post I mentioned, in passing, my psychotic neighbors, and upon some reflection it occurred to me this might alarm some of my loved ones. For their sake, I want to make clear that there is no immediate reason to be alarmed as I may have exaggerated the situation slightly. As far as I know with first hand knowledge, only a few of them are armed with assault weapons. The bad news is that the gun toting group includes the one self-avowed mentally disturbed person. Yes, I am sorry to say, "group" is a better description than "a few" or even "a smattering", but at least "mob" is not quite accurate as they never seem to act in any organized way.
I am always pleasant and agreeable, as you can imagine, and which only seems prudent. Can anyone say they would act with more valor? I am entirely unarmed unless one counts the gaff hooks out on the back deck of my fishing boat. Or my kitchen knives. I suppose I could grab a crowbar in the event of borders. I have thought long and hard on the subject of arming myself, and came to the decision to buy a simple single shot breach loading 12 gauge shotgun. The sort they sell for $89 at any Walmart in America. Except Alaska. Here the price is a bit steeper. But my big problem is transportation. Walmart will not ship any guns. They are progressive this way. And are highly resistant to any change in their policy, and corruption has not reached that low a level yet. At least not via cell phones. A personal appeal might work, but once I get there I can just buy the darn gun and tote it home - making sure to carry it in plain sight when I finally arrive. Or not.
Aye, that is the question. A hefty one, it is. Deterrence or the advantage of surprise? Yes, they do know I am unarmed, and I have no one to blame but myself, but I can use that to my advantage if I keep my dangerous weapons purchase to myself. Yes, I can see a plan developing. So sneak it by my neighbors it is.
That will require planning and planning will require some more thought. Devious, I must be. As any dictator in his right mind says, "I know I am paranoid, but what I don't know is if I am paranoid enough." - which probably explains a lot of bad things which have happened up until now.
Though a king I am not, paranoid I must be. It is the natural state of anyone surrounded by psychotics even if that is a bit of an exaggeration. That would come down to the definition of "bit" wouldn't it? Am I splitting hairs now?
In reality, and all kidding aside, I do plan on buying the above described gun which I will henceforth refer to as "Bessie". Yes, I have named my gun (to be) in the cowboy tradition. I am also a heroin addict in the cowboy tradition. Ha ha. Just kidding about being a heroin addict. Though many cowboys were. Which might explain why there weren't even more gunfights.
I see a plan forming.....
Soggyblogger
EDITORS NOTE: We here at Soggyblogger take no responsibility for the views and opinions expressed on this site. All of us behind the scenes of this blogsite wish to specifically distance ourselves from the entire post above.
I am always pleasant and agreeable, as you can imagine, and which only seems prudent. Can anyone say they would act with more valor? I am entirely unarmed unless one counts the gaff hooks out on the back deck of my fishing boat. Or my kitchen knives. I suppose I could grab a crowbar in the event of borders. I have thought long and hard on the subject of arming myself, and came to the decision to buy a simple single shot breach loading 12 gauge shotgun. The sort they sell for $89 at any Walmart in America. Except Alaska. Here the price is a bit steeper. But my big problem is transportation. Walmart will not ship any guns. They are progressive this way. And are highly resistant to any change in their policy, and corruption has not reached that low a level yet. At least not via cell phones. A personal appeal might work, but once I get there I can just buy the darn gun and tote it home - making sure to carry it in plain sight when I finally arrive. Or not.
Aye, that is the question. A hefty one, it is. Deterrence or the advantage of surprise? Yes, they do know I am unarmed, and I have no one to blame but myself, but I can use that to my advantage if I keep my dangerous weapons purchase to myself. Yes, I can see a plan developing. So sneak it by my neighbors it is.
That will require planning and planning will require some more thought. Devious, I must be. As any dictator in his right mind says, "I know I am paranoid, but what I don't know is if I am paranoid enough." - which probably explains a lot of bad things which have happened up until now.
Though a king I am not, paranoid I must be. It is the natural state of anyone surrounded by psychotics even if that is a bit of an exaggeration. That would come down to the definition of "bit" wouldn't it? Am I splitting hairs now?
In reality, and all kidding aside, I do plan on buying the above described gun which I will henceforth refer to as "Bessie". Yes, I have named my gun (to be) in the cowboy tradition. I am also a heroin addict in the cowboy tradition. Ha ha. Just kidding about being a heroin addict. Though many cowboys were. Which might explain why there weren't even more gunfights.
I see a plan forming.....
Soggyblogger
EDITORS NOTE: We here at Soggyblogger take no responsibility for the views and opinions expressed on this site. All of us behind the scenes of this blogsite wish to specifically distance ourselves from the entire post above.
WE GOT OUR MOJO WORKING
Editors note: The following story was first published on SEATTLE SEAHAWKS OUTSIDER in the comments section about a week ago before the birth of this blog. The following story is a slightly edited version of that original post. You can go look up the original story if you want but I won't help any more.
We Got Our Mojo Working
Delirious is the only way to describe Seattle sports fans today, January 8th, 2011. Seattle sports fans are not familiar with this level of happiness, and like the high from ingesting too many alcoholic drinks, Seattle sports fans are drunk on winning. Seattle fans endured another 100 loss Mariner's season, the start of another NBA season without even a losing team, and at one time the Huskies football team was 3-6 and on the verge of being eliminated from bowl contention - which is when Seattle sports seems to have gotten it's MOJO back. The Husky football team won three straight to earn a bowl bid which led to a magical weekend of sports down in Southern California where the Huskies stunned Nebraska by not only beating them, but clearly dominating them. Simultaneously, the Husky basketball team was sweeping USC and UCLA in their own cribs.
Returning home, the Seahawks took advantage of that Mojo and beat the Rams to win the NFC West Divisional Championship. The Seahawks did not back into this win. They did not win with some flukey bounce of the ball, or a rash of bad luck plays for the other guys. The Seahawks won like the Huskies vs. Nebraska, they clearly dominated their opponent, and deserved the win. Instead of the Rookie QB sensation, Sam Bradford, tearing The Seahawks apart as most pundits would have it, it was our unheralded first year playing, Charlie Whitehurst, who looked like the better young QB and helped the Seahawks to an upset win versus the Rams.
That contest set up the debate in the sporting community as to whether winning the division, and a spot in the playoffs, was even worth losing the 10 or more places in the upcoming draft that winning took away from us. National sports writers even chimed in on the side of losing for the draft pick (FoxSports.com). EVERY non-Seattle sports commentator, and most of those within the city limits as well, gave the Seahawks little to none as the chances of beating the New Orleans Saints who are the defending Super Bowl champs. Way too many made flat out "The Seahawks cannot beat NO" statements which splattered egg all over their faces. Of course, most sports writers just move on and make their next outrageous comment. This is entertainment folks. There's no accountability here to speak of. Even most fans have the attention span of a clam, and live in the moment and future, but much less in the past. Most of us don't hold grudges for past predictions gone wrong because most of us know that about forty different scenarios run through our heads each day imagining the Huskies BB team winning out the Pac 10 season unbeaten...until they get beat. Or envisioning the Huskies football team going 3-9 in our darkest hour. If we were sports writers in the wrong place at the wrong time maybe we would write the story which would force us to eat crow.
Chicago Bear heart is on the menu now, and not crow. Soon after the Seahawks finished off the Saints, the Husky basketball team was devouring the Oregon State Beavers. Seattle's sports fans are delirious with winning. We've had our Mojo going now for about 2 weeks - let's see if we can make it 3 or 5 or...Coming up the Chicago Bears and as many more victims of the Husky basketball machine as possible. I need another drink....uh, make that a win.
by Soggyblogger
Editors Note: Last night the Husky basketball team lost to Stanford, and it felt like our Mojo leaving - though I have always considered the San Francisco area to be a spiritual place, and so maybe that offered some protection against our Mojo? On the other hand, I know Chicago, and it is not a spiritual place. More like a thin spot between earth and below. How else can anyone explain O'Hare? I will re-evaluate the situation post-Bears. I suggest cleansing teas, and tin foil hats just in case.
We Got Our Mojo Working
Delirious is the only way to describe Seattle sports fans today, January 8th, 2011. Seattle sports fans are not familiar with this level of happiness, and like the high from ingesting too many alcoholic drinks, Seattle sports fans are drunk on winning. Seattle fans endured another 100 loss Mariner's season, the start of another NBA season without even a losing team, and at one time the Huskies football team was 3-6 and on the verge of being eliminated from bowl contention - which is when Seattle sports seems to have gotten it's MOJO back. The Husky football team won three straight to earn a bowl bid which led to a magical weekend of sports down in Southern California where the Huskies stunned Nebraska by not only beating them, but clearly dominating them. Simultaneously, the Husky basketball team was sweeping USC and UCLA in their own cribs.
Returning home, the Seahawks took advantage of that Mojo and beat the Rams to win the NFC West Divisional Championship. The Seahawks did not back into this win. They did not win with some flukey bounce of the ball, or a rash of bad luck plays for the other guys. The Seahawks won like the Huskies vs. Nebraska, they clearly dominated their opponent, and deserved the win. Instead of the Rookie QB sensation, Sam Bradford, tearing The Seahawks apart as most pundits would have it, it was our unheralded first year playing, Charlie Whitehurst, who looked like the better young QB and helped the Seahawks to an upset win versus the Rams.
That contest set up the debate in the sporting community as to whether winning the division, and a spot in the playoffs, was even worth losing the 10 or more places in the upcoming draft that winning took away from us. National sports writers even chimed in on the side of losing for the draft pick (FoxSports.com). EVERY non-Seattle sports commentator, and most of those within the city limits as well, gave the Seahawks little to none as the chances of beating the New Orleans Saints who are the defending Super Bowl champs. Way too many made flat out "The Seahawks cannot beat NO" statements which splattered egg all over their faces. Of course, most sports writers just move on and make their next outrageous comment. This is entertainment folks. There's no accountability here to speak of. Even most fans have the attention span of a clam, and live in the moment and future, but much less in the past. Most of us don't hold grudges for past predictions gone wrong because most of us know that about forty different scenarios run through our heads each day imagining the Huskies BB team winning out the Pac 10 season unbeaten...until they get beat. Or envisioning the Huskies football team going 3-9 in our darkest hour. If we were sports writers in the wrong place at the wrong time maybe we would write the story which would force us to eat crow.
Chicago Bear heart is on the menu now, and not crow. Soon after the Seahawks finished off the Saints, the Husky basketball team was devouring the Oregon State Beavers. Seattle's sports fans are delirious with winning. We've had our Mojo going now for about 2 weeks - let's see if we can make it 3 or 5 or...Coming up the Chicago Bears and as many more victims of the Husky basketball machine as possible. I need another drink....uh, make that a win.
by Soggyblogger
Editors Note: Last night the Husky basketball team lost to Stanford, and it felt like our Mojo leaving - though I have always considered the San Francisco area to be a spiritual place, and so maybe that offered some protection against our Mojo? On the other hand, I know Chicago, and it is not a spiritual place. More like a thin spot between earth and below. How else can anyone explain O'Hare? I will re-evaluate the situation post-Bears. I suggest cleansing teas, and tin foil hats just in case.
BEFORE I GO CRAZY AND DO SOMETHING DRASTIC
Today I have a lot planned for this blog, but first and foremost I want to kill Soggyblogger. No, I will not banish my alter ego to the cyber-graveyard - meaning, I will not change the name of this blog - which is the only way I know to accomplish the virtual grave digging thing, but I will stop referring to myself as Soggyblogger. I will no longer refer to myself in the third person by any name. Referring to myself as Soggyblogger felt a little immature and was becoming a bit habitual. I was feeling a psychic disconnect creeping into my mind, and a vulnerability to stray psychic emanations of unknown origin. The result of all this feels like I may have downloaded about 1% insanity in the process. I do not expect it to be a permanent disability. In fact, I am feeling much better already.
Writing a blog is a learning experience. At first, I had hoped to write polished stuff, but in the interests of keeping a flow of content going, I polished less and the results were a bit alarming. After giving the future direction of this blog very little thought, I decided my old idea of what this blog would become wouldn't work as well as a more informal and more traditional blog - of the type being written in mother's basements all across this planet.
That does NOT mean I will start telling my readers what I ate for breakfast (cherry Yoplait yogurt eaten straight out of the container using an especially small spoon, of course; dark toast lightly buttered, and French roast coffee without any cream or sugar - like all real men drink their coffee). Nor will I be writing about my trip to the grocery store and the like - though there was an interesting encounter in the frozen foods section with one of my psychotic neighbors......oh, never mind.
However, there may be more of these "little blogs" about blogging, and about writing in general, and possibly about my mental health issues. Just kidding. Unless I am not. For those really interested, I just farted.
by Me (Soggyblogger)
Writing a blog is a learning experience. At first, I had hoped to write polished stuff, but in the interests of keeping a flow of content going, I polished less and the results were a bit alarming. After giving the future direction of this blog very little thought, I decided my old idea of what this blog would become wouldn't work as well as a more informal and more traditional blog - of the type being written in mother's basements all across this planet.
That does NOT mean I will start telling my readers what I ate for breakfast (cherry Yoplait yogurt eaten straight out of the container using an especially small spoon, of course; dark toast lightly buttered, and French roast coffee without any cream or sugar - like all real men drink their coffee). Nor will I be writing about my trip to the grocery store and the like - though there was an interesting encounter in the frozen foods section with one of my psychotic neighbors......oh, never mind.
However, there may be more of these "little blogs" about blogging, and about writing in general, and possibly about my mental health issues. Just kidding. Unless I am not. For those really interested, I just farted.
by Me (Soggyblogger)
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