This is how I know, beyond a shadow of a doubt,\u00a0that print journalism\u00a0must be\u00a0anachronistic, irrelevant and doomed:\u00a0 I have been asked to write a piece on the Leafs for publication in an actual hold-it-in-your-hand, you-could-drop-that-thing-and-bruise-a-toe book.\u00a0\u00a0 And get this:\u00a0 I am told that I will be getting paid to do this thing.\u00a0 From this latter fact, I conclude that the publishers of this tome are\u00a0almost certainly\u00a0lunatic immigrant millionaires with a tenuous-to-non-existent grasp on the English language.\u00a0\u00a0Believing that they are allergic to money,\u00a0\u00a0I suspect they\u00a0have\u00a0resolved to rid themselves of the cursed lucre in the most pro-social way possible;\u00a0 by\u00a0contributing to the publication of a well-respected and important medical journal filled with scholarly research.\u00a0 I just pray someone has a camera when these well-meaning but misguided philanthropists are presented with the finished product – I foresee an instant and compelling portrait of\u00a0blinking uncomprehension and, quite possibly, some feces throwing.<\/p>\n
I can’t give out a lot of details at the moment,\u00a0mostly because I don’t\u00a0want you to steal this gig from me, but\u00a0rest assured I will be pimping the book like a madman once it has been brought into existence.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0As much as you are now staring at the screen,\u00a0cursing the rotten luck that leaves you bereft of detail, I can promise you that you will\u00a0someday remember fondly the happy times before this godforsaken book was mentioned by me in every\u00a0sentence.<\/p>\n
I’ll bet you can’t wait to be that unhappy.\u00a0 In the meantime, I am busy trying to figure out how the hell I am going to manage to get everything done that I will need to:\u00a0 for example, not only do I now have to find the time to research and write the piece, if I am going to be a writer I also have to make sure that I spend the correct amount of time bellyaching about how making the deadline is going to be a bitch and so on.\u00a0 I guess this post is a pretty good start on that.\u00a0\u00a0I must be a quick learner.<\/p>\n
All kidding aside, I do have some degree of concern about taking on yet another project:\u00a0 at present, for those of you keeping track, I am (theoretically) in the middle of:<\/p>\n
And those are just the projects I’ve blogged about!\u00a0 I also have it in my mind to convert some old VHS video to digital (I spent a large part of last Saturday wondering why I haven’t yet converted my copy of Leafs\/Kings Game 7 in ’93 to an iPod-friendly format so that I can watch it whenever I feel the urge.\u00a0\u00a0 This, as much as it may be a cry for\u00a0help, \u00a0is not a lie.)\u00a0\u00a0 There are also three or four crates of old vinyl LPs that are practically begging for my attention, so much of my (formerly?) beloved music desperate to enter the 21st century at last.<\/p>\n
Anyway, no doubt some of my time tippy-tapping away at my article will take away somewhat<\/em> from the time I have available to examine my navel here for your benefit;\u00a0 you must be devastated, I can tell.\u00a0 I have to say, though, that over the last week or so, I’ve enjoyed spending a few minutes in front of the blank screen with the cursor blinking and a hundred poopy jokes wanting to be written.\u00a0 I guess I’m having fun writing, and I’ve pushed back a little bit at the multi-armed time-eating monster that my job has recently become.\u00a0 I have been forcing myself to make just a little bit of time to sit here and flap my virtual gums at you, and it has made me feel a bit better, so I am going to try (see the list of projects above) to keep it up.<\/p>\n Seriously, stop laughing at me.<\/p>\n ————<\/p>\n Note:\u00a0 The Spitfires lost to Brampton last night 4-2.\u00a0 I recorded the game via Freecorder, loaded it on to my iPod then carefully avoided hearing about the score;\u00a0 I listened to the game after I went to bed at around 11:30.\u00a0 About two hours later, I was bummed out – and sleepy.\u00a0\u00a0 Anyway, Dad and I won’t be seeing the Spits claim the Championship Trophy tomorrow night in Brampton;\u00a0 I just hope I haven’t jinxed them too badly.\u00a0 We want another W!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" This is how I know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that print journalism must be anachronistic, irrelevant and doomed: I have been asked to write a piece on the Leafs for publication in an actual hold-it-in-your-hand, you-could-drop-that-thing-and-bruise-a-toe book. And get this: I am told that I will be getting paid to do this thing. […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[29,28,606,41,515,714,498,30,661,658],"tags":[717,702,1192,1170,716,1191,715],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/heroesinrehab.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/661"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/heroesinrehab.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/heroesinrehab.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/heroesinrehab.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/heroesinrehab.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=661"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"http:\/\/heroesinrehab.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/661\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":663,"href":"http:\/\/heroesinrehab.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/661\/revisions\/663"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/heroesinrehab.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=661"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/heroesinrehab.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=661"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/heroesinrehab.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=661"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}