We used to write

There was a time when weeks didn’t go by before I’d write a post here. These days that happens a lot less frequently. For lots of reasons, most notably because I don’t feel like I have a lot to say. If you deal with me on a regular basis, you might find that pretty hard to believe. So I’ve decided to make a more concerted effort to blog here. Not really for your benefit internet crickets, but rather because this space provides me a semblance of creative catharsis and over the years has been a source of very valuable feedback. I owe a lot to this space and I figure that rather than worry too much that there’s a “right” way to blog, that I ought to just whatever comes to mind as I did when I started.

It worked once, I don’t see why it can’t work again.

A tale of two internet columns

Today was an interesting day in internet columns. On one hand, you had a Forbes.com contributor Gene Marks who shared his “insights on what he would do if he were a “poor black kid.”. I’d quote some of the absurdity here, but I’ll just make you look at their site because well…the only reason to run tripe like that is for eyeball traffic.

On the flip side, I did enjoy Wesley Morris’s The Rise of the NBA Nerd┬áin Grantland.