#bearism

…those highly insignificant sports stories that just might be…significant?? …the “pass the salt, post cinco de mayo edition”…

…cinco de mayo must be for bars and restaurants what “holidays” like valentines day and halloween are for hallmark cards and retailers. a way to make money.  no, i didn’t celebrate the day as I don’t usually drink alone, I guess I’ll sit this one out. Maybe me and paddleboard woody can set something up??

and speaking of paddlebaord woody….

  paddleboard woody: going home to write?

me: maybe

pbw:…

…those highly insignificant sports stories that just might be…significant? the “sweet sixteen bracket busted new start” edition

  sweet sixteen isn’t the same as it used to be. I would not want to be sixteen again, unless I had the chance to make changes. Oh, that kind of sixteen. ~~~

@mercpurdy (mark purdy): “Keep at it”

me… absolutely!

It’s a wonderful day in the neighbourhood when I can get commentary from people I admire and respect. thank you sir. ~~~

Picking up the remnants of my bracket: hopefully my new sweet…

…those highly insignificant sports stories…that just might be, significant? The St. Paddy’s day 2018 bracket busting misery edition…

bearism: to have the luck of the Irish…is to often, have no luck at all.

But I’m IRISH damn it!

…And Scottish

…And Cherokee…

So when I get upset I look like the Tazmanian Devil on PED’s, and once that commotion is over…it’s a calming wind.

So let’s get this over with:

UVA lost in the first round. What the hell was I thinking saying that they would win the big dance??

Worse yet? I’m going to hear…

…those highly insignificant sports stories…that just might be significant?? …the valentine’s day 2018 edition…

It’s 4am in bearville-by-the-beach, and sadly, this is one of those days where it’s supposed o be cute and dote on your significant other. I don;t have one, and sadly, it’s been a while. If you’re interested in the dude they call dabear, drop me a line, would love to communicate with some really real person!

This is also my grandfather’s birthday, and sadly, the last 8 years of his life, we were…