Well, hello everyone. If you're not a dolt, you probably notice that I made a few changes to this here blog. It was actually by mistake. And now I can't go back. I'm OK with that. I'm not sure if it's OK for me to get rid of the corporate stuff, but I'll be a rebel for now.
Anyway, so let me know what you think of the look. I guess I can change colors and all that stuff. And I'll be looking for a better photo to go behind the header, but, for now, this is what I'm sticking with ... barring some great suggestions from you.
I'll get going by saying I just started reading David Halberstam's "The Breaks of the Game" yesterday, and it might end up being the best sports book I've ever read. And I've consumed hundreds, literally. It's great. It's sad I didn't get to it sooner.
Anyway, in other news, I just saw my friends Brandon and Shiloh off. They are moving to Dallas, as Brandon is going to be teaching political science to the impressionable young minds that attend the University of Texas at Dallas. This stinks because they'll be gone, but it also smells bad for another reason: I won't be able to use them as characters in my stories anymore. Poo. Goodbye Brandon and Shiloh.
What else? Well, tomorrow I'll be making my annual trip out to the Newport Folk Festival, so be on the lookout all weekend for blog posts and stories online. I'll be updating and writing quite a bit. You can read my story about the fest in Weekend tomorrow. Right now, I'm not sure how it's all going to work, but you can bet on me writing more than necessary. Here's the AP's preview piece on the event, which I totally recommend attending. Right away.
Unlike every other year, though, my very long vacation won't start right after the fest. I'll be in next week; I'm going to Missouri in mid-September so I'll be working next week, off the next two, and then on Pilot Pen duty that next one. Then things will be back to normal, at least till the week of Sept. 20.
I'm being serious when I say it's impossible not to feel bad for what Erin Andrews is going through. Now, with that said, I'm used to getting taped through a peephole. Heck, it's happening right now. Look out for this on YouTube.
If Wal-Mart makes Foreigner relevant again, I'll begin to believe that America is even more stupid than I thought.
I guess that's all I've got for today. I'm going to take a nap or something. I leave you with a video of Elvis Perkins in Deerland performing at the 2007 Newport Folk Festival. At one point, I think you can see my head. Perkins and company are back this year, and I can't wait.