On the eleventh day of Gheorghemas, Big Gheorge gave to me
Nine things worth dancing over
3 Genetic Tests on day 8.5
Eight Things I'm Thankful For
Seven Books for Reading
Six Top Episodes of Ted Lasso
Five Beers and Tunes
Four Resolutions
Three Gheorghemas Gifts to Give Yourself
Two Stones of Weight Loss (Your Mileage May Vary)
and Running Gags with Quatro Kitties
I got a text from my man Z earlier in the week, informing me that The New York Times had purchased The Athletic for $550m. I told him I'd sell G:TB for 0.1% of that amount (we're more profitable, to boot). "$550k split 6-9 ways is a nice windfall," he said. "We really do have good content. When we try."
That "when" is doing a lot of work, but he's not wrong. Let's take a trip back through the first 11 months of the Gheorghian year, shall we?
January
We dropped a solid 251 posts this year, coming off 258 in 2020. The pandemic, it seems, is good for content creation, if nothing else. The first month of the year was our most prolific, with 27.
Z and I started the year with musical collages about very different topics.
Then we went on a run of political and policy commentary that started OBX Dave's endorsement of universal basic income and ended with Z's thoughts on the January 6 fuckery.
The Hoff put a bunch of stuff up for auction.
Derrick Henry got the Z treatment.
Whitney copped to being a fornicator.
My uncle Hoopa retired.
Squeaky's first post was a heart-stopper.
OBX Dave wrote on the Baseball Hall of Fame.
23 posts in the year's second month. Robust.
Randy Newman bit us again.
TR is a mathsplainer and his boys are gross.
We had some fun Mardi Gras content, which included a Les Coole/Ned Henry original.
Whitney's annual Rock and Roll Hall of Fame post dropped.
Kouign Amman for all my men.
OBX Dave tilted at Alden Capital's windmills.
March
We liked doing 23 posts in a month so much that we ran it back.
NJ Dave finally posted something.
First Wrenball post of the year was desultory. As the entire year of Wrenball has been.
More Les, this time with a Hampton Coliseum memorial.
I pulled off the second greatest feat of prognostication in history.
Fashion is Dumb made a triumphant return, as did the Teej.
We worked pretty hard in the first quarter, so we slowed it down to a walk - 19 posts for the month.
Daniel Bard overcame the yips.
A counterfactual, and the comments are fun.
Taylor Swift killed Prince Philip.
Z and Whit took very different approaches to writing about the COVID.
Whit showed us his homework.
Team TR made a decision to make a move.
The prologue episode of Rob Lasso went live. This series of recurring posts and the events that inspired them were among the most fun things I've done in the Gheorgheverse.
As did the first episode. (Not gonna link to all of them, promise.)
Just started drinking while working on this. It's grueling. We'll see how that affects the rest of the post. Of which there were 22 in May.
May 3 is a holiday of holidays, and thanks to Whit, we know it.
If we were to calculate the ratio of quality stuff to filler for each member of the G:TB staff, OBX Dave would rank first by a considerable measure. Here, he wrote about poop.
The NYT Mini makes me anxious.
OBX Dave is (was?) a callous douchebag.
Nate Knight belongs in the league.
In addition to being gross, TR's kid is a dickhead. I like that kid.
Squeaky wrote about his first ten concerts. I'm confident I couldn't tell you what mine were.
Lotta filler in June. Must be a summer thing. Still, 25 posts made it our second most prolific month of the year.
Zman took us to a Jerzy wedding. There was ass clapping.
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Azzi Fudd, Paige Bueckers, and us.
TR moves to Colorado, shits himself, feels right at home.
You know how when you're doing interval work and you bust your ass and then rest for a while? September was like the latter, a year-low 16 posts.
Whit brought the heat, sociologically speaking.
We were introduced to Big Dunc.
There was a lot of tennis (and some Tennys) around these parts during the U.S. Open. Z told us about Dylan Alcott.
My wife and I went to see Harry Styles. It was awesome.
A modest increase in level of effort, with 19 posts to start the final quarter of the year.
TR doesn't care for constipated princesses, Evan Hansen.
Posts
25 comments:
this year i'm going to post more!
ok G-men with 48 yards total in the first half. that's 2.2 yards per play. very similar to my college GPA . . .
Related to Whitney’s comment about the Van Halen cover band. The wife and I were in the car yesterday and Van Halen popped up on my playlist. My oldest sister graduated HS in 1984 so Van Halen was amongst my earliest Rick influences. My wife did not grow up in a musical household. Apparently she doesn’t care for Van Halen. That’s disturbing enough. But then she referred to Van Halen as “hair band”. This may have led to a mild argument.
did mark's post just get rickrolled?
and way more interestingly, if the colts lose to the jags (and they're looking like they sure might), the raiders and chargers can make the playoffs if they tie each other tonight. they literally have no incentive to win. we might see both teams kneel for 60 minutes, and it would be the correct strategy.
The Colts being absolutely dominated by the Jags defense is among the more baffling things I’ve seen during this NFL season.
So you’re saying the Sunday night game should be an homage to Dean Smith? Run the 4 corners?
hair bands: poison? dokken? whitesnake?
certainly not van halen, who was the greatest rock band in the universe for a couple of years (probably right after AC/DC but before Guns N'Roses)
actually, one more domino has to fall. if the steelers lose the raiders already clinch, so pittsburgh needs to come back on baltimore to make the tie=win scenario happen.
Jags beat the Cowboys and my beloved Bills. They’re an enigma.
I basically had the same argument with my wife, Dave. I didn’t reference Dokken. She and I agree on most things. Music is the most frequent divider.
I’m not sure if the Jags are an enigma. They fucking suck. They’re not devoid of talent though.
it’s all happening!
I’m enjoying a full slate of 4 pm games. The NFL should do this more often.
Some friends and I discussed going to see Bob Saget last night here in town. Just findimg out that he died afterwards in Orlando. Sad
Arby's is coming out with a Diablo Dare sandwich in February. This might be a good G:TB challenge for all of us. Get that metabolism going.
Could we maybe recruit our kids to do the challenge? It feels like these challenges are getting a little risky for our typical age cohort.
I bet Wayne and Garth are involved with the schwing call:
"This is not a sandwich for the faint of heart," said Patrick Schwing, chief marketing officer of Arby's, in a release. "Everyone in the quick service restaurant industry says they have a spicy option, but our research tells us that consumers are disappointed by fast food claims of spicy."
You get a free vanilla shake with every order. Help those burnt taste buds.
hedging my rooting interest this evening with a modest wager on gheorghia and the under. the first game between the two teams was such an outlier for the dawgs. betting on a bounce back.
but honestly, i'm trying to bleed my bankroll so i can quit gambling. i keep getting below $200 and hitting an unlikely bet that gets my interest back up.
i am doubtful that arby's could produce anything that would register on my spice-meter.
i’ll eat the chicken version. what’s the worst thing that could happen?
Violent, explosive, spontaneous diarrhea.
this rhombus started on a dark note
Not all diarrhea is dark.
hedge strategy paid off. and college football gets a rivalry with some heat now that kirby has thrown the monkey off his back.
shlara celebrates another trip around the sun today. cheers to her!
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