Back To The Future (Part 2: Wideouts and Tight Ends)
Wow, if I didn’t know any better, I’d swear this is going to be the third consecutive day that I’ve made a post. That’s gotta be some kind of record.
Gotta love this annual two-week orgy of non-productivity. It really helps to free up big blocks of time to indulge in meaningless, internet-based jackassery. Outstanding.
Oh sure, I could spread them out a little to milk it. Rapid-fire posting can take its toll on the ole comment tallies. Pete Finney has been ringing my phone off the damn hook and leaving message after message about how disappointed he is that I’m not pacing myself. Not taking full advantage of the sweet, sweet white space. "You’ll never survive in the ‘legitimate’ media with that kind of attitude!" he says. I asked him "What makes you think a guy who calls himself Grandmaster Wang has ‘legitimate’ media ambitions?"
Which reminds me, I’m thinking about changing my name to "Uncle Benzene" for 2008. It can be some kind of moosedenied New Year tradition. Or something. Hey Pete, you think I’ve got enough preliminary babble there? Is it alright if I go ahead and get on with it now? Alright, here we go…

