Spring is literally around the corner, good friends. I just had lunch with him at Lew's, just around the corner from my house. We had a coupla sandwiches (big roast beef and au jus fan, Spring) and a cold beer and talked about what he's been up to since the last time we talked, almost 14 months ago. To be honest, he looked really good. He actually shaved and put on this snazzy dress shirt to go with his faded jeans. It was a really, really nice lunch. I had to pay because he's a season and the Patriot Act prevents him from acquiring a bank account on the count he doesn't have a social security number. At least that was his excuse this year.
You'll notice some wholesale changes to the blog as we progress into Spring. The layout is different, and the title has changed. I chose the word Sarcastik! after looking for a suitable blog title for a long time. Sarcastic was too obvious, kind of like getting a weekly magazine called, Magazine. Sarcastique is cute and clever, but it's also French, and I vehemently oppose anything French on the count of their widespread and unethical treatment of bicycles. I'm pretty sure there is another blog out there called "Sarcastik", but they don't have the proprietary and all important exclamation point. Why misspell Sarcastik! you ask? It's a meld of two words, "sarcasm" and "fantastik" (no, not the adjective, the cleaning product). I was going to call the blog Fantarcasm! but it sounds too much like a disease of the thorax.
I have a Facebook page with a similar name that houses a more group-like effort to destroy my humor and credibility, but the two are very different. In this version, you only get me. Feel free to spout off in the comment section below each entry (and I love and appreciate the feedback) but that's it...Here there are no officers, personal vendettas or jokes of the day. If you're not into 100% CK One, better venture off to some other idiot's plot of internet land and set up your lawnchair.
Just as I write that line, it occurs to me that internet domain navigation and acquisition is exactly like the post civil war Westward expansion of the US. People head out looking for something in the great unknown, throw their flag down in the ground and stake claim. They set the rules for their group (web page) and allow visitors to spend money as they pass through in the hopes of finding a peaceful existence and a place to hang their hat. Coincidentally, the Gold Rush of Silicon Valley happened eerily near the real money grab of the same name from 1849. Weird. Now, much like the internet, we seek land and domain space inside a much more crowded landscape, and pay rent to the original owner (blogspot). Weird indeed.
Pictured above is my boy, Alex Gordon, of the Kansas City Royals. A clean cut hard hitting lefty cut from the same die as George Brett; he even plays third base. He gets the innagural accompanying picture to signify the meat of my blog. I solidly and boldly predict that Gordo will break out in this his third year and put up some All Star caliber numbers. 26 HR's, .297 BA and a trip to the midsummer classic. With him as my beacon and inspiration, I'm going to get better too. I'm going to post more content and with a true direction. Everything in this blog going forward will be better, funnier, more frequent and ultimately, Sarcastik! as hell. Here goes nothing! (also my salary for writing this or anything else) See! That was sarcastik!
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