August 16, 2006

Oh, New Piece

Somehow I forgot to link the piece that ran yesterday.

Business…here’s one on the deal Justin Gatlin’s being offered by the dope police.

And maybe I’m the only person that finds this entertaining, but I saw a man in a pair of orange shorts–creased orange shorts at that–and a picture of a $2 bill trying to spit some game at a couple of convention goers.

“She told me she had eight boyfriends. I asked her what I had to do to be #10.”

And I hoofed my ass away from him on the good foot. He just looked like twubble.

August 16, 2006

NABJ–The Introduction

First, thanks to all of you that nominated me for Black Weblog Awards. I’m a finalist for the best writing on a blog, which I consider to be a serious honor. I’ll be given something you can click on to vote for me, but for now you can follow this link if you feel so inclined.

Greetings from Indianapolis!

The most important thing about the trip so far–this is the greatest hotel room I’ve ever had for less than $80.

Look at this.

Now look at this, the other room. That’s Fred B., a WMD in the window.

Check this–we got a skyline view! Well, at least what they call a “skyline” here. Not knockin’ the place, but it ain’t gonna look like Vegas at night.

And now, I head to register and look for some nourishment. As was the case last year, there will be updates. This year, more photos so you can track how Fred and I are holding up.