Many posts have been written thus far about the Killer Tribes Conference this past weekend. So many, in fact, that I won’t even link to anyofthem.
The Conference was wonderful. There were awesome people to hang out with, cool speakers, funny Tripp and Tyler moments, and also I wore this nametag the entire time:
Marathons were invented by people who needed something new to brag about on the back of their cars.
After a while, talking about your honor student and how much you love your dog just doesn’t cut it anymore. So somebody decided that running 26 miles without dying was worth bragging about and invented stickers for that, too.
TOTALLY worth never having healthy knees ever again
You look alright today. I mean, you certainly don’t look your age. But don’t take that the wrong way. You look old enough to buy a beer, definitely. But you also don’t look like you’re about to croak anytime soon. You just don’t look like I expected.
Okay, you know what? Let’s start over. I don’t feel good about that.
Hey there world,
You look like crap. DANG okay I’m just going to move on.
Today is an awesome day. TMZ, Mr. Thomas Mark Zuniga, has graced us with a two-part guest post about baseball, and why he says it is the greatest sport of all time. Words have been spoken on The GBOATaboutbaseball, but TMZ brings in an entirely new viewpoint and perspective.
In fact, his viewpoint and perspective is why I like reading his blog. He grew up in Philadelphia, moved to Georgia, and after college (we graduated the same year. Exciting!) moved out to the West Coast. He has a great site where he talks about wandering around the West, some of his favorite TV shows, and also just his insight into life. Trust me when I say it is much more worth your time than any other TMZ in existence.
I grew up in the ripple rings of Philadelphia. Not to be confused with nipple rings, which also exist there. I was steeped in the grand Philadelphia sports tradition at an early age, and by “grand Philadelphia sports tradition,” I mean to say that I hated hockey, basketball, and football.
Ah, but baseball. Baseball was different.
My first baseball game took me across the Delaware River to Waterfront Park, home to the mighty Trenton Thunder. The Thunder was/were a farm team of the Red Sox, but now they’re New York Yankee property. I don’t really understand; it’d be like if you gave your firstborn son to that guy in class who always raised his hand.
Today, Knox stops by to share advice to beginner bloggers. This is all advice that he has shared with me before, and YOU GUYS….it’s worth memorizing. Ladies and gentlemen….Knox McCoy:
Note: This is an April Fool’s post constructed entirely from sentences Knox McCoy wrote in emails to me. They were removed from context, then pieced together into….this.
YOU GUYS. Let’s just talk here. Let’s just be adults. I think I’m a really obnoxious person and it’s all coming to the surface. Axe murderer would be an upgrade for my rep. This is pretty much a perfect summation of my biggest fear.
A friend of mine swears by The Keat. That is simply fantastic. I ramble too. Everyone else sends me 6 word responses and I type 83 paragraphs and feel self-conscious. Call me old-fashioned, right?
I hate the term building a brand. That’s the one bad thing about the internet. It’s a delicate balance between trying to become something, and eye-raping everyone with every thought you’ve ever had ever. Geez. Expectations, you know? Put a ring on it.