C'lay L'hack?

It's may sound convenient now, but I had reservations about Deadspin's decision to bring Clay Travis (previously of Claynation) on as an Editor. His shtick was pleasant enough when geared toward the middlebrow CBSSportline readership. Never the less, I wasn't sure how it would translate to the snarkier and decidedly lower brow content that most readers expect on Deadspin.
He's already off to a somewhat shaky start with some commenter's, but that could easily be attributed to the regulars need to pick on the new guy, and run of the mill SEC haterade.
I was still kind of half-way rooting for him, but now I am hoping he gets pummelled after two straight days w/ "jokes" regarding UGA generally and Staffords "suckiness" specifically.
Even as a UGA fan, I accept, even expect the Dawgs to get more than their fair share of ribbing and abuse this season after all the hype. I'd just prefer it involved actual wit and or insight rather than hacky rips from your typical Tennessee based call-in show.
I am sure all the pranksters at Awesome Nashville Attorney's at Law consider these are major burns, but I would think Deadspin readers might have higher expectationg than the break room at ANAAL.
I'd expect more from Spencer Hall's dog.
It sounds better in the original bitter-NFL-washout anyway.

Sci-Fi or War stories?

I have come to the crushing realization that I am not really suited for reality. Surprisingly society has deemed this attitude geeky and unpopular (j/k).

I seem to imagine living in the past or a re imagined present/near future.
I get laid a lot more in these eras, and everyone has increased opportunities for spectacular deaths.
If I ever hope to achieve anything (rewarding) with my life (besides drug use), I have to learn to harness what up until know has been wasted brain energy.

With options limited by attention span, I seem to have settled on pulp novel or some very badly illustrated web comic.
Anyone stumbling onto this blog can leave suggestions in comments about what genre I should brutalize.

"getting laid in this era" already suggested by friends and family.

Four run comeback; YAWN

I find myself getting excited about Georgia's CWS run. Usually my enthusiasm is easily killed by long waits between games and weird broadcast times. Most are early evening/dinner time affairs.
Harder still to get excited on a shitty Monday, filled with shitty associates, cheerfully not giving a shit about anything in Dawg-dom.
If anyone can think of a better way to stoke awesome feelings of isolation, I'll like totally blog about it, alone, in my darkened apartment.
Anyway I keep flipping to Futurama reruns (another show I like that no one I know watches) after the latest thumbless, 3 run bomb from that Jim Leyritz-looking troll on FSU. Today was especially depressing as the "other bulldogs" seemed to get hot in direct proportion to the tongue bathing from ESPN. Gritty, dirtbaggy, Eksteiney, (ht FJM) they had it all.
Then the damn dawgs (the good ones) do the 4 run comeback in the 8th. I hope somebody blogs it better than me (http://www.blogger.com/www.dawgsports.blogspot.com ).
Not a bad day after all,
Yay sports!

*Update;
I take that last part back.
Also;
RIP UGA VI
-CB

I just quit smokng. (and Vicodin!)

In truth, smokeless for six months and was only prescribed (yes) pills for three weeks after surgery. Beyond the obvious withdrawal like symptoms (I know that it's not physical after the first week, still feels withdrawaly weeks later), I still find myself longing for the calming effect of both.
It's not a craving, more like fond memories of a psychotic ex or the "itching"of an amputated limb.
When do I get sort of perspective or clarity that could offset these feelings of loss?

I am turning into someone I don't recognize and not in an entirely good way (as some of the few still close to me in exile might attest).
Does crazy have any good ending? How about just easier.

P.S.
"dick joke"
-CB