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Thursday, September 02, 2010
Should've done this sooner, but realized I hadn't so just for those that aren't aware, the DGB has moved to a new home.

Just as an FYI, www.dawggoneblog.com will point to the new address, so you don't have to change your bookmarks, hopefully. However, the official URL is dawggoneblog.blogspot.com.

I hope you enjoy the new site. We're loving it so far.

Until next time kids.

Be safe.

P.S. -- Enjoy this space while you can. I'll be moving this blog private soon.

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Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Dramatic title, no?

Dear Faithful (and God bless you for being so) Readers,

Sorry for the lack of any update for a while now, but if you follow me on Twitter, you guys know that something big has been coming down the pipe for a couple of months. This "big event" made me make the decision to keep from updating very much even though a slew of news regarding ADs, BMWs, red lingerie, NCAA inquiries and our drinking town with a football problem has hit the news cycle.

The big reveal is finally here and I'm happy to say that this blog will no longer by my home. No seriously, I'm happy to say that.

A couple months ago I was approached by an old friend who works with a former blogger (Jmac, for you old-schoolers out there) and they wanted to know if I had any interest in having this blog become the staple Sports blog for their site, Beyond The Trestle.

Naturally, I was thrilled, not only to work with my old friend, but also because the growth potential by making the move would do wonderful things for me. It's well documented that I currently find myself in a job I love, which takes up odd hours at times, hence making updating regularly a challenge. It was so much of a challenge that I contemplated making a move offline altogether, just to step aside and have one less thing to worry about.

However, that's no longer an issue. The new site is not up as of this moment, but expect the first post early next week. At that point, this address will route to the new site and content updates will no longer be provided here.

Now, the most important (and exciting) part of all this is a handful of new things. Here they are:
  • Content updates at least once daily, but probably 2-3 times a day during season
  • In-depth previews, reviews, and predictions
  • A podcast (which is something I've dreamed of doing for a while)
  • Dedicated, realistic analysis, with the same homerism you'd expect from me
  • A team of writers to offer differing views and to again, keep those content updates coming
  • Real-time information as it comes from UGA since we'll be listed with the SID
  • Facebook and Twitter feeds for you social media gurus out there
  • Many more things I can't even think of off the top of my head
  • One word -- PONIES
Ok, the last one is just to keep the kids interested, but if a pony happens to run on the field during a game, you can bet your sweet bottom we're going to cover that event in depth.

For those wondering, yes, parting with Blogger and this address is a little bittersweet. It's like getting a newer, more reliable car but leaving the car you've driven since you're 16.

The best part? It's still The Dawg-gone Blog. Nothing's changing for the worse, just getting enhanced for a better experience for you -- the most loyal readers who stop by and actually pay attention to a guy who talks about football when he was the worst fullback to ever play the game (and this was little league football, too).

The next update will be the last one and it will be the one that links to the new site. Thank you again for 5+ wonderful years at this shack. It's time for us to go all "Jeffersons" and move it on up.

Until next time kids.

Be safe.

P.S. -- Tuck Fech.

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Friday, March 05, 2010
Today's the 5th B-day of the DGB. I thank you all and ramble about other things in the following video...which is the antithesis of actually "blogging" but you get the point.


Oh, and since it's the birthday of the DGB, I feel an appearance by resident Site Girl, Keira Knightley is in order. You're welcome.

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Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Look, I'm as exhausted of the DC search as anyone else, so I'm offering a break to you guys. Honestly, I'm sick and tired of hearing "Kirby Smart," "Vic Koenning," "Bud Foster," "Brian Van Gorder," and all the rest. Seriously, there's just no point in stressing about it.

So instead, I'm writing about the holidays. The holidays are essentially three things for me: 1) Best time of the year, 2) When I watch heart-warming and funny movies, and 3) When I listen to the most depressing music available. I don't know why #3 is that way, but it is. Something about it's cold, crisp, and depressing music just fits.


So, here's my list of #2 and #3 from me to you:


Best Movies to Watch:


1. Notting Hill -- Boy meets Girl. Girl is super famous and lies to Boy. Boy takes her in anyway. Girl tells Boy she's just a Girl, standing in front of a Boy, asking him to love her.

2. Christmas Vacation -- Honestly, this is the best of all the Vacation movies in my opinion. From killer squirrels & shitters being full, to super-sleds & "pass the Tylenol."

3. Love Actually -- This is the greatest date movie ever made. However, it's not a first date movie. This movie will fill your world with puppies, rainbows and confetti. Use at your own risk.

4. Scrooged -- Bill Murray, mice with antlers stapled to their heads, and Solid Gold Dancers. EPIC WIN.




Best Music to Listen To:

1. Imogen Heap -- Hide and Seek
2. Counting Crows -- Long December
3. Coldplay -- Sparks
4. Coldplay -- What If
5. Alvin & The Chipmunks -- Christmas Don't Be Late
6. Aimee Mann -- Build That Wall
7. Aimee Mann -- Wise Up
8. Aqualung -- Strange & Beautiful
9. Band of Horses -- The Funeral (mainly for the slower parts, which are super haunting)
10. The Beatles -- Yesterday
11. The Beatles -- Eleanor Rigby
12. Ben Folds -- Landed
13. Big & Rich -- Drinkin' 'bout You
14. Bill Withers -- Ain't No Sunshine
15. Counting Crows -- Colorblind
16. Damien Rice -- The Professor
17. Dave Matthews -- Some Devil
18. Dave Matthes & Tim Reynolds (Live at Luther College) -- Christmas Song
19. Fleet Foxes -- Blue Ridge Mountains
20. Hem -- Half Acre
21. Gary Jules -- Mad World
22. Israel Kamakawiwo'ole -- Somewhere Over the Rainbow/What a Wonderful World
23. James Taylor -- Fire & Rain
24. Jeff Buckley -- Hallelujah
25. Jim Sturgess -- Across the Universe
26. John Legend/Stephens Family -- It Don't Have to Change
27. John Mayer -- 3x5
28. Joseph Arthur -- Honey & The Moon
29. Keane -- Somewhere Only We Know
30. Kostia -- Winter Ride
31. London Symphony Orchestra -- Carol of the Bells
32. Louis Armstrong -- What a Wonderful World (the original's always the best)
33. Matchbox 20 -- Time After Time (acoustic version)
34. Modern Skirts -- Sugarpile
35. Otis Redding -- Try a Little Tenderness
36. Petra Haden & Bill Frisell -- Satellite (not a DMB cover)
37. Petra Haden & Bill Frisell -- Yellow (yes, this is a Coldplay cover)
38. The Postal Service -- Against All Odds
39. The Postal Service -- The District Sleeps Alone Tonight
40. Robert Earl Keen -- Feeling Good Again
41. Robin Thicke -- Dreamworld
42. Slow Club -- Christmas TV (this is an EXCELLENT song)
43. Tally Hall -- Haiku
44. Tally Hall -- Just Apathy
45. Tipitinas Foundation -- O Holy Night (you've heard this before on Studio 60)
46. Your Vegas -- Christmas & Me Are Through


Ok, there you have it. If you guys don't hear from me sooner, please have a Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, and please also be very safe out there.


Until next time kids.

Be safe.

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Monday, June 22, 2009
I told you all that since my new gig with Examiner that I was going to use this space to vent more personally sometimes. So, if you've come here today looking for UGA news, I'm sorry but you're not going to get it.

I tried to get myself ready for bed after washing a load of clothes and having Sportscenter play off in the background. Monday begins another long week of calls and trying to reach new customers for the new job I have. I'm loving my job and couldn't be more blessed at this time in my life as far as work goes.

I took the clothes out of the dryer, hung them up and put new ones in. I stood in the living room as Sportscenter aired their Sunday Conversation about Payne Stewart, the Scottish (I believe) golfer who died tragically in a plane crash a month after he won the U.S. Open. I sat there as they detailed his win and spoke to his wife on what it meant to him. However, the kay factor in the whole thing is not the triumph of a man in sports, but a loss of a great father.

I had a rush of emotion at that very moment. A huge lump formed in my throat and I just had to sit down. I threw the clothes on my bed quickly, grabbed my phone and sent off a simple text message to my Dad, who I saw hours earlier today in Perry:

"I love you Daddy."

Ridicule as you wish, but as a 28 year old man, I have no qualms -- literally zero -- with still referring to my dad in person as "Daddy." He did to his dad until the day he died and I will until the moment he passes on. I'm from the South. It's what we do.

Then wave after wave came over me. I got to thinking about how lucky I was that I still had a father. That even after everything my dad and I have been through, that I got to spend a wonderful weekend with him, even though the Father's Day gifts (and birthday gift since he turned 54 on Saturday) had yet to arrive and I had nothing to give him but cards and promises that he would have them soon. I was thankful, humble and forgiving of past issues between us. That moment of clarity that we all get when we realize how quickly someone of such great importance to us can be taken from us. From cancer to car wrecks and heart attacks to plane crashes, life and God remind us how brief our time can be here.

And I cried. I'm still crying. Not flowing tears, but the welling up kind. The kind that make it tough to see and type because your hands are trembling. The kind that pains you to breathe. The kind that you fight because once that flood gate is opened, it's an uphill climb to turn off. Once that release valve is hit, all you end up with is a pounding headache, a sore chest and pure exhaustion. 

I cried not only because of myself being blessed, but I cried for others who don't have that opportunity. My friends Jeb, Stacey and Allyson, who all lost their fathers before they were ready to. For other friends who have fathers in poor health due to cancer and other diseases. For people who should've been dads but never got the chance because they passed on too early for our liking.

When I left Perry today, I didn't really get the magnitude of Father's Day. Of course it's important to honor your dad. Of course it's important to remind him of how much you love (or miss) him. However, life gets in the way sometimes. My work computer was in Atlanta. I work out of my home in Atlanta. I needed to be in Atlanta by sundown.

I spent a lot of time with my dad over the weekend but I also watched him sleep halfway through Friday evening and half of the day Saturday. When I left, he was probably either heading back to Winston Salem where he lives or he was going to go back inside and catch a nap. He's exhausted because he's still working the same job he took years ago when he sat me down and said in essence, "Kit, I'm taking a job working nights so that we can afford for you to go to college. I'll miss out on more things like you playing on Friday nights in the band and you being in plays. But I'm doing this because I love you and deserve to go to UGA where you earned the right to attend that school. You're going to go and get an education so that you won't have to work hard like me to provide for your kids. I hope you understand."

And I did.

I didn't come from money. Not saying that everyone does, but without my dad taking the job at what was then a cigarette factory in Macon, I wouldn't have been able to realize my dream of going to UGA. A dream that I shared with both my parents, but one that was particularly special in the eyes of my dad. 

I didn't grow up poor, but I didn't grow up rich. However, I grew up confident because of my parents. I learned how to be a man because of my dad. I learned how to avoid beginning fights but making sure that I'm keen on finishing them because of my dad. I shared his triumphs and learned through his mistakes. I'll be a good parent one day because of my parents as a unit. I'll be a great father because of my dad. 

For every new father that I forgot to congratulate today and every old father who I forgot to say "thank you" to, I'm sorry. I got wrapped up in reality and forgot briefly what was really important. I'll do my best to try to keep it from happening again, but I'm human...I also learned how to be one of those because of my dad. 

There's no good way to end a post like this. I could put pen to paper all night and not even remotely come up with a good way to express how much my dad means to me. However the best way to end things are usually complimented in the same manner in which they began...

I love you Daddy.




Until next time kids (and fathers).

Be safe.

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I told you that with the Examiner.com gig, I'd like to weigh in some more on some personal things and that's what I figured I'd do today. Besides, it's a lot easier to get this out over a blog instead of sending out about 500 Tweets over Twitter (say that sh*t five times real fast).

Anyway, I, like the rest of America, watched a portion of The Daily Show last night that featured Jon Stewart's thrashing of Mad Money host and Financial "Analyst" Jim Cramer. Now, it should be said up front that I tend to like Cramer. I don't think he's slimy or shady, but more of a guy who understood how the system "worked" and helped a lot of people make a lot of money within that system. Yes, he did some crazy things like helping rumors spread to drive stocks up and he told people to buy stocks that ultimately failed. Whether or not he knew about the inevitable failure, I'm not sure. However, what I do know is that Cramer is no better or worse than half of the "news anchors and reporters" that you see on television that report the "facts" in order to skew a story. That's the climate we live in today. Very rarely will you see people reporting a story like it is. It just doesn't happen.

I think it's also fair for me to point out that I have NO problem with CNBC's Rick Santinelli's "Rant" that subsequently brought up dozens of "Tea Parties" across the nation. What I do have a problem with is "articles" like this one from Crooks and Liars that claim it was all staged.

Crooks and Liars claims that Santinelli's rant was staged as part of a right-wing conspiracy due to Santinelli being in bed with the Koch's (owners of the largest private company in the nation), and so on. However, much like Cramer's shoddy reporting on the financial outlook, this "article," again the term is used very loosely, offers nothing other than speculation instead of facts. Rumors aren't news. Show me someone at CNBC or someone who was actually on the floor when Santinelli ranted saying that they saw cue cards and then we can talk about things being staged. Until then, shut up and report. Besides, even if it was staged, Santinelli is not a reporter. He's another "analyst" and his job is to offer an opinion. He did. I'm OK with that.

I know that seemed like a huge digression, but truthfully, it leads me to the meat of my point. From a public relations standpoint, Cramer was sent over to Stewart's house by CNBC and he was slaughtered. In football, you don't go to an opposing team's stadium for that kind of beating unless:

1. You're getting paid ample amounts of money to do so.
--OR--
2. You're getting that team to come back to your house so you can return the favor.

CNBC could have done a "home and home" with Stewart so that equal parts get their time in front of their audience. However, Cramer went and took his beating in front of Stewart, who, I have to be honest, was quite fair.

What I have the main problem with though is that Cramer is not a bad guy and he shouldn't be the face of the problem. Cramer's job is a lot more complicated than Stewart's. Stewart gets the luxury of waiting for news to happen and then weighing in on it. It's a very REACTIVE approach where he's never wrong. Cramer is the exact opposite. He's always on the PROACTIVE side of things. He has the unfortunate circumstance of always having to predict what people need to do with their money based on news, rumors and the like.

I'm sorry if people don't like the fact that stocks move up and down on rumors, but that's what happens. That's what's been happening for YEARS. That isn't what got us into this mess. What got us into this mess are the people sitting behind walnut desks and taking millions for a salary while borrowing against their employees' 401ks. What got us into this mess was people lying on their homeowners' applications and now getting money to help them out of their situations.

I understand Stewart has an agenda here and that is to kick CNBC's ass for canceling on him...specifically the aforementioned Rick Santinelli, who was supposed to go on the Daily Show but cancelled for no apparent reason. I totally get the witch hunt and why Stewart wants to do it.

The problem is the premise of Stewart's witch hunt is way off. You can't put a face to the current economic situation. There are two reasons for what's going on and why it's not going to get better for a while. The first one is because you have a lot of people in very high places doing a lot of shady things that led to tremendous and unconstrained growth over a period of time. Inevitably, it was all going to come crashing down. When people started buying out of Wall Street, that's when they finally said "OK, it's here" and cashed in their chips.

The second part of it comes when President Obama offered nothing towards the new "stimulus" package. We're spending money we don't have, printing money we can't back up and giving money to people who honestly don't deserve it. We shouldn't be bailing out Wall Street or the auto companies. We shouldn't be bailing out homeowners who didn't contribute to their mortgages. People who bought things they couldn't afford and credit card companies who let them do it along with allowing illegal aliens to get free healthcare with no way for them to pay it back. All of these things add up to the situation we're in now.

The age of irresponsibility has finally bitten us in the ass and it's got a kung fu grip on us. However, that's what's supposed to happen. That's how the system works and that's how the system is SUPPOSED TO WORK.

For example, I work for a small business. I'm getting laid off because of lack of work. It's not because I'm a bad employee or because I did something wrong. There are people with higher seniority with me and it ended up being my turn. Am I mad? NO. I'm not mad. Am I disappointed? A little, but only because I've worked hard for a very long time, paid my taxes and never asked for a dime in return. I honestly want to get a new job ASAP so I don't have to take unemployment. I might need the government's help to get by, but I don't want it. I want to get a new job ASAP so that I can be the self-sufficient person I want to be.

I'm absolutely SICK of people trying to put a high-profile face to this mess. It's ridiculous. If anyone wants to put a face to this, I implore you to wish in one hand and sh*t in the other and see which one fills up first. There are THOUSANDS of faces that have led to this problem. From people who bought houses they couldn't afford to Wall Streeters with shady agendas to Ponzi schemes with high-ranking officials.

You want a face to this mess, go get an American Flag. We created this problem and no one stepped up to stop it when everyone was making money. Now that everyone's losing it, we're trying to point fingers. It's reminiscent of the Katrina disaster when instead of helping people, our leadership was busy pointing fingers and trying to say whose fault it was.

We're a country full of people taking Teflon baths hoping that the sh*t won't stick to them when it's thrown. It's absurd and downright offensive. I'm tired of bailing out those that don't deserve it and I'm tired of people getting thrown on the fire for this mess.

Let's get over it and move on shall we? There will be plenty of time to figure out how we got on the roof when the building's on fire. Until then, don't you think we should be trying to find a way to get downstairs and go out the front door?

Just my two cents. I could be totally wrong. I mean after all, common sense went out of style YEARS ago.


Until next time kids.

Be safe.

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Monday, March 02, 2009
So I promised in my last post that it'd be a few days before I would blog again soon. Is 25 days soon enough?

I also promised to blog about some more personal stuff than usual, so can I just vent for a second about this economy? Of course I can. My name's on the deed here, right?

There are a few things "grinding my gears" right now and they include 1) watching our basketball team play like...well, me 2) college football being over and 3) our financial "crisis." Let's tackle them in order shall we?

1) I get it that our bball team has lost focus, but do we have to play like we've never seen a basketball court? Honestly, I think the Lady Dawgs could give them a run for their money. At least the girls look like they want to win a game. Ridiculous.

2) This one speaks for itself. Do you know how ridiculously tough it is to keep conjuring up stories about college football without college football going on? I don't work at CNN. I can't manufacture news.

3) I understand things are bad. TRUST ME. Without getting into specifics, I KNOW how bad they are. However, I'm sick and tired of our leadership and the media scaring the ever loving crap out of everyone. Report the news. Don't scare us into a recession. Let these businesses flop. Set the marker back to zero and let the strong survive. It's called capitalism. Either jump on the boat or move along.

Anyway, that's me in a nutshell for right now. Be sure to click the Examiner stuff (link to the right). I could use the hits...LOL.

Until next time kids.

Be safe.

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Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Am I one to mock?

If you answered this question with a “no,” “maybe,” or “I don’t know” then I’d like to welcome you to the blog. This is obviously your first time here.

Anyway, one of the reoccurring themes since the Alabama game has been the constant comparison between former defensive coordinator Brian Van Gorder and current defensive coordinator Willie Martinez. Dawg fans have been relentless in putting BVG on a pedestal while taking liberties at throwing WM under the bus.

Now I’m not saying that a little bashing of Martinez isn’t warranted. Lord knows I’ve done my fair share, and so has the President-elect. However, I think anointing BVG as the second coming of Erk Russell is a little premature and, honestly, annoying. BUT, it makes for good writing.

So, with that in mind, I’d like to give you some Brian Van Gorder “facts” that you may not have heard before (for the record, #2 and #3 were not written by me):

1. BVG let the dogs out. And he's pissed that you asked about it.

2. BVG once bet NASA he could survive re-entry without a spacesuit. On July 19th, 1999, a naked BVG re-entered the earth's atmosphere, streaking over 14 states and reaching a temperature of 3000 degrees. An embarrassed NASA publically claimed it was a meteor, and still owes him a beer.

3. The chief export of BVG is PAIN.

4. BVG doesn't coach. He merely sends mortals out to do his work so that less people get killed.

5. If you ask BVG for a form of identification, he steamrolls you to the ground and then puts you in the "lips jar."

6. BVG in a call to Tim Tebow: "Tim, I am your father."

7. Chernobyl wasn't a disaster. Merely a place where BVG spiked the nuclear football.

8. BVG has already read this list and has come up with schemes to defend against it.

9. BVG doesn't recruit players. He keeps them from going somewhere else.

10. How do you know if you've gotten a present from BVG for Christmas? You wake up on December 26.

11. BVG sneezed on a man once. After three days in the hospital, countless surgeries to fix internal bleeding and a visit from Dr. House, the man was released.

12. BVG is the one man Urban Meyer WON’T point and stare at.

13. If BVG would have taken part in “The Celebration,” he would have left a path of passed out strippers and empty cans of Old Milwaukee.

14. BVG’s secret ingredient when he cooks is BLITZ.

15. BVG’s “Two Thumbs Up” is not a sign of a job well done. He’s just telling his players to let the other team live.

16. BVG IS the best thing since sliced bread.

17. BVG doesn’t introduce himself. He just asks “Have you accepted BVG as your personal lord and savior?”

18. People are petitioning Webster’s to eliminate the word “perfect” from the dictionary and replace it with BVG. For example, “For two payments of $19.95, you can own the ‘BVG Pushup.’”

19. BVG taught Dirk Diggler everything he knows.

20. If Rennie Curran swam from Liberia to kick your ass, BVG was the one saying “Stroke! Stroke!”


Well, there you have it. I hope you guys enjoyed it. Merry Christmas to all of you and I hope everyone has a very happy and safe new year.


Until next time kids.

Be safe.

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Sunday, December 14, 2008
As the Christmas Day inches closer on your calendar, it's worth reminding everyone that it's not too late to order your Georgia Grill Topper today. For those who are rabid about tailgating, or just grilling in general, it's a great gift. 

Also, for anyone worried about fitting the Grill Topper in a loved one's grill, trust me when I say it's a non-issue. The Grill Topper is designed to fit on top of your current grill rack, so there's no measuring or being worried about it's ability to fit on the grill. 

I'm happy with my Grill Topper. You should grab yourself, or a loved one, a Georgia-themed Grill Topper in time for the holidays (and the bowl game) and be happy with yours as well.

Until next time kids.

Be safe.


P.S. -- They have other teams as well...but we forgive them for it.

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Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Look, you guys know me by now. I'm not going to just promote any website or product as an advertiser here that I would be hesitant to buy or use myself.

So, please trust me when I say that if you are or know a rabid Dawg fan like myself, and said fan likes to grill, then The Grill Topper is going to be a present that he (or she...no discriminating here) would absolutely love.

Now I've seen and been approached by a lot of proprietors of products like this, but all of them have been extremely expensive and way out of my price range. The Grill Topper is the same quality product, but at a much more reasonable price.

I'm going to have a link up and over to the right through the holidays and I'm going to keep plugging this until the holidays have come and gone. If you don't have time to click on over right now, that's fine, but please do make some time in the future to give them a look.

Also, for those poor souls who aren't UGA fans, they have a host of other teams that they make Grill Toppers for as well, so feel free to go to their homepage located here and check out their other teams as well as grilling tips for searing the meat properly with your Grill Topper grill.


Until next time kids.

Be safe.

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Wednesday, November 12, 2008
I told you changes were coming. 

I encourage, actually I beg and plead, all of you to go check out my new writing gig at Examiner.com. My bio page hasn't been completed yet, but the first post is up and you can find it by clicking here.

Now, for anyone who may be worried, I will not stop writing this blog and in fact, I won't even slow down. You'll still get the same 3-4 posts a week out of me and this will still be primarily a UGA focused blog.

For anyone who doesn't know what Examiner.com is, I invite you to go and check it out. It's like About.com for cities across the nation and when they approached me to write for them, I jumped at the opportunity. The only way I was even asked to write for them is because of people like you that read the stupid stuff I write here and yet keep coming back for more.

I can't tell you how excited I am about this opportunity, but also how thankful I am for this blog. 

Thanks for sticking with me so long and I promise I'm not going anywhere any time soon. But in the meantime, click that link above and let me know your thoughts.

Thanks!

Until next time kids.

Be safe.

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Thursday, October 30, 2008
As I write this, I'm in the metropolis known as Perry, GA and am almost ready to hitch a ride down towards Jacksonville. However, I'm going to make a pit stop in Sunbury, GA and you should as well.

You see, I went to college with a friend whose parents own a nice little restaurant on the coast called the Sunbury Crab Co. and tonight they're having their annual GA/FLA Tailgate Party and Oyster Roast (details below). In fact, the place is built in their backyard. It's a heckuva nice place, and if you need that "Bulldog Point of Pride," their son was a Battle Hymn Soloist and is one of the best friends I have to this date. He's the soloist in the You Tube video below.

So, if you happen to be heading down to Jacksonville, it's right off of I-95 at the Midway exit. The full "press release" of the GA/FLA Tailgate Party and Oyster Roast is below. Tell them Kit sent you and then come find me at the bar.

Bulldog fans, kick off the GA/FL weekend in style Thursday, October 30 at the Sunbury Crab Company Restaurant on the Georgia Coast. It’s the 5th annual Ga/Fl Oyster Roast Tailgate Party!
Enjoy local oysters, shrimp, blue crab, and clams all harvested within sight of this scenic waterfront restaurant. Pay just $20.00 and you can sample it all at the seafood tent in the downstairs courtyard, or if you prefer, order off the menu upstairs. Live entertainment on the downstairs stage by The Midway Allstars (no cover charge for this special event).
Restaurant opens at 5pm, party starts at 6pm…GO DAWGS…(Florida fans with a sense of humor are also welcome).
www.sunburycrabco.com for directions
Tired, hungry dawg fans can stop in for Sunday lunch on the way home.
Hope to see y'all there.
Until next time kids.

Be safe.

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Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Before we get started, I stumbled upon the latest Pulpwood Prediction (shout out: Hunker Down Dawg). Enjoy!

It's South Carolina week and the understatement of the year would be to say that I'm absolutely giddy over the possibility of whipping the Gamecocks' collective asses on Saturday. I'm ready and excited about finally beginning the first game of that brutal schedule.  

However, right now, there's not a scrap of UGA news that I can tell you that you need to know about. So instead, I decided that tonight would be a good time to just do some quick hits on whatever comes to my mind. It might be football related, it might be on politics or it might just be a random rant. I don't know, so I'm just going to stop thinking, start writing and see what happens:

1) There's not a bone in my body that thinks the unsportsmanlike conduct penalty called against Washington this past weekend was a bad call. EVERY bone in my body thinks that it is a crappy rule, however. As written, Rule 9-2-C states as such (opens a very large PDF of the college rule book):
After a score or any other play, the player in possession immediately must return the ball to an official or leave it near the dead-ball spot. This prohibits:...(c) Throwing the ball high into the air.
I'm not really sure how it's incredibly tough to understand that it wasn't the officials that screwed Jake Locker and the Huskies (and trust me, they were screwed), it was the rule in and of itself. 

So, to say that it was a bad call by the refs is actually an injustice. The refs did their job, almost to the letter. Those that say Locker was merely throwing the ball over his shoulder are full of sh*t (I'm looking at you Mark May) and need to admit as much. However, Locker didn't mean to draw attention to himself or to taunt the other team, but his intentions aren't the issue here. His actions are, and his actions are a violation of the rules in the rule book. It is what it is.

2) Can somebody, anybody tell me why this is news? I could care less about CNN's undying desire to drag Sarah Palin through the mud (is it wrong that I think she's kind of cute?), but with a "news story" like this, it's almost comical. Really? You're interviewing some chick who beat her in a beauty pageant in 1984? And it turns out that this chick supports Obama? WELL STOP THE F*CKING PRESSES! WE'VE GOT A PEABODY WAITING FOR THIS STORY! Geez, gag me with a rusty spork.

3) The other night, I watched the entire Warren Zevon episode from when he was on Letterman right before he passed away. While Zevon's music never really did much to move my soul (I'm not saying it's bad music. It just ain't my favorite.), the interview did something for me that has carried with me the last few days. I could try to put exactly what that is into words, but I wouldn't do it justice. All I know is I sat there and thought "If I were Letterman and I was interviewing an old friend for what I knew to be the last time before he passed away, how could I keep it together?" When I asked that question unto myself, my perspective on some things changed a little. I've very glad that it did.

4) Keeping up with the classic rock vibe, I've recently rediscovered Credence Clearwater Revival. I'm not really a fan of John Fogerty, but truth be known, I used to wear out their 24k gold best hits CD. I found the CD a few days ago and I've been listening to their music while I've blogged the past couple of nights. It's been nice.

5) Finally, let's do some quick hits on the blogosphere.  Sounds good?  Good.

Well, that's all I've got for tonight. Preview is coming and will be posted tomorrow night for your Friday's enjoyment.

Until next time kids.

Be safe.

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Sunday, August 24, 2008
1.  Think it's a good idea to stay up all night before the flight home.
2.  Think it's a good idea to gamble all night before I fly home.
3.  Think it's a good idea to drink all night before I fly home.

See you back in Atlanta.


Until next time kids.

Be safe.

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Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Much like PWD, I occasionally head off to Spy School* and that is precisely what I'm doing tomorrow at 8:40 pm.  I think everyone can agree that I've done a decent job of getting off my butt and posting regularly lately, but for the next 5 days, you can pretty much expect me to be out of pocket unless something major happens.

However, since I was going to be out of said pocket for a few days, I figured you guys could use a new Munson Mix, so I created one for you to get you by.  Much like the video PWD posted the other day of the extended pregame video, this is a take on the Nickeback cover of Elton John's "Saturday Night's Alright for Fighting."

Now before people get to b*tching and complaining because it's Nickelback, just know in advance that while I don't care one way or the other for Nickelback, I like this tune.  Just remember, they didn't write the tune, Elton John did, and I'd bet most of you like the original version anyway.  It's OK, you don't have to admit it. Oh and if the mix sucks, you can blame it on me. This is the first one I've done with a Mac and Garageband.  The next ones should be better, but it might take a time or two.

As always, if you want a copy of the mix, just shoot me an e-mail (the link is in the right hand box in the "about me" section) and I'll get it to you when I can.  

Regarding the other mixes, my PC that held most of them crashed so I lost half of them.  I'm working through the people who I've sent them to over the year to see if I can get them back. For the record, a computer crashing and losing everything SUCKS.  Don't do it.

See you guys when I get back from Spy School*.  If the plane crashes, play Glory at my funeral and make sure there's a tailgate before and after the service.


Until next time kids.

Be safe. 

*Spy School = Vegas, baby, Vegas!  "They're gonna give daddy the Rain Man suite" and stuff...

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Monday, August 04, 2008
I would like to apologize for my absence lately.  The move went well into the new place, but I'm still without teh internetz due to Comcast and my apartment complex not knowing when in the hell we'll have cable.

A situation arose recently where another blog has surfaced that follows our beloved (and at the moment, troubled) Bulldogs.  While I welcome any newcomers to the blogger community, as there is plenty of space for all of us, this certain site is eerily similar in name (and especially web address) to mine.

As it pertains to an official comment or feeling from the staff here at The Dawg-gone Blog, you're not going to get it from me.  Also, for the record, I have not been in contact with the media company that runs The Dawgs Gone Blog (no really, that's the title), but I think an olive branch will be extended by one of the two parties soon.

However, that's not why I'm writing this post.  My post is a public statement that I have the greatest friends in the world.  While I've been bewildered over the recent developments and incapable of doing anything about them while I'm in this state of transition, my great friend Russ (Blog Beer Pong This) has taken the helm and found out everything I need to know about the proprietors of the new site.  Not only has he done this, but has gone the extra mile of trying to communicate with said proprietors. 

You can read the summary of his findings and opinion on the matter here.  It's a very thought out and impressively genuine post that makes me humbled and proud to have such intelligent, diligent and upstanding friend like that.  If you would, please go to his site and not only read the post, but peruse his musings in general.  If you're anything like me, you'll find a lot of value in nearly every post.

So to Russ, thank you for all you have done.  I really appreciate it.  To say thank you from the bottom of my heart wouldn't be enough, but know that when the time comes, I will pay you back in spades.  Also, I shouldn't exclude Ally (The Road to Copacetic) who has also chimed in and been very supportive and the first to let me know of the situation.

For any of my readers, please know that I am no way affiliated with The Dawgs Gone Blog and I'm certainly not asking anyone to do anything malicious towards the site.  For all I know, it could have been an honest mistake, though I find that hard to fathom figuring I've been here for three years.  However, there are still people out there that think 9/11 was a conspiracy, so anything's possible.

For those that continue to read this site regardless of my lack of posting, I thank you deeply.  I have been welcomed with open arms, not only from my friends like Russ who got me into blogging, but from good friends like PWD and acquaintances like The Good Senator, The King and Dawgbone.net who have literally turned my hobby into a passion.

Now that fall practice has started, I will trudge over hell and high water to bring you content as often as possible.  My goal is to give you daily updates regarding the team, the suspensions, my thoughts on this year's schedule and anything else going forward.  I'm also in discussions with another site, much like YouTube for college football fans, to syndicate through their site, so hopefully I can reach as many readers as possible who share the same passion (or disdain) for our beloved Bulldogs.  

One thing you can expect from me soon is an interview with Rob Suggs, who is author of the book "Top Dawg: Mark Richt and the Revival of Georgia Football."  I was contacted by his marketing person (you do great work Ms. Kate!) and I hope that have that interview to you by the end of this week.  There will also be a contest in conjunction with the release of the book where you can receive a complimentary copy via this site, so stay tuned.  These next few weeks should be incredibly interesting.

Thanks again to everyone who continues to support what I do in ways I know I don't deserve. I'll never get rich doing this, but some things you can't attach a price tag to.  

You can (and will always) be able to find me here at www.dawggoneblog.com and The Dawg Gone Blog (sans "s") will not go anywhere any time soon.   

I'm very much looking forward to this upcoming season.  My best to all of you.  

Dawg information coming beginning tomorrow.


Until next time kids.

Be safe.

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Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Before I begin, I'd like to thank Dr. Russell for making an appearance in the comments section to the previous post.  I hope your students enjoy their PR Campaigns class as much as I did and, subsequently, learn as much as I did in the process (though I have no reservations that they are). And for the record, Dr. R, I took the Dismantling Persistent Poverty campaign with Dr. Sallot (Fall 2003). I'm not sure what PPA is, but if that's what it's being referred to now, then yes, that's the one I took. Please tell Dr. Sallot I said hello.

Moving on, I wanted to touch briefly on what it means to be a head coach nowadays in the world of college football.  The title of "The Father Figure" stretches farther than many could have ever imagined merely 20 years ago, and the job of leading a team to be ready for a game week after week entails much more today than it ever has.

You see, in today's world you have athletes from zero stars to five stars who come from great homes and many who come from broken ones.  All too often you read about a guy like DeAngelo Tyson, who came from a foster home and used his God-given athletic ability to make something of himself on the gridiron, so that maybe one day he can enjoy the fruits of a college education, or in the best case, an NFL (and life-changing) career.

When Mark Richt recruits these kids nowadays, he's not recruiting kids to be the next starter at the Cornerback position.  He's recruiting kids.  Kids like you and I used to be.  Kids who never thought they could make it to a school like the University of Georgia. 

Since I was a child, my parents equated going to the University of Georgia to winning some sort of lottery.  It's not that I came from UGA money.  It's more like I didn't come from hardly any money at all.  When I got that UGA acceptance letter, it was a day unlike any birthday or Christmas I can remember.  

Now its unfathomable to put myself in the position of A.J. Bryant, whose dad hung on to life until he found out his kid was going to play at UGA, and then passed the next day.  Or in the case of Michael Lemon who accepted a scholarship from UGA only to lose his mother in a very tragic way.  And let's definitely not forget about kids like DeAngelo Tyson who's had no idea what it's like to even have a family, PERIOD.

For Coach Mark Richt, and for many coaches across the nation, it's their job to turn high school pros into collegiate stars.  However, for a select amount of coaches (those that choose to do so), they have a heavier burden.  One that means guiding, chastising and leading these young men into becoming grown men.  Ones that are ready for life on and off the field.  Ones that have experienced the thrill of victory and the life lesson that comes with an agonizing defeat.  

Sure, some of these kids have come from fantastic families. Some of them have a blood-bond support structure that rivals that of what you would see on Extreme Home Makeover. However, for every good one, there is a bad story.  A yin to every yang, if you will.

It's in times like these, where kids make bad decisions, that they need that "father figure" the most.  I know I'd be less than half of the half of the man I'd be today without a family (and particularly a father) that showed me what it took to be a productive member of society.  To stand up for what's right even when you don't want to and to grin and bear it when times get tough, because by-God, the night is darkest before the dawn.

So I write this today with respect for our program and respect for the men that run it.  Now, more than ever, we have to applaud the actions of a few grown men who have been given the daunting task of raising 85 scholarship, and countless others not on scholarship, kids who need to know more than when to turn their hips before being burnt deep on a post pattern.  This is a salute to the men who say "Son, you had a bad game.  How's your family?  What can I do to make you a better man off the field?"

To those men, all across the NCAA, and definitely the ones at UGA, I salute you.  I understand and appreciate that football games are still just games.  What I hope we never lose site of are the times where a young man becomes a man, and learned it from someone who cared enough to spend to the time to teach it after practice.


Until next time kids.

Be safe.

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Tuesday, July 01, 2008
Of course I'm kidding.  But, I'm not going to discuss Sturdivant, Anderson and Lemon's arrest until more comes out about what exactly they did (or in the case of TS and JA, "didn't do").

In other news, those who follow me on Twitter and/or Facebook know that I took part in a short movie over the weekend.  Aside from being absolutely exhausted after the shoot, the experience was a blast and the final product is very well done. 

To give you the 5 peso version, I was lucky enough to take part in the 48 Hour Film Project with two friends I met in Vegas who have subsequently moved to Atlanta.  Aaron and Mel S. have put together one fine "uber drama" titled It's A Boy.  Before I provide a link, I'd like to pass on a few tidbits from the experience that I remembered once I saw the final product:
  • Aaron and Mel S. are superb at laying out an idea and shooting to fulfill that idea.  They were warriors all weekend long in staying up all night on Friday after the brainstorming session to write a script, shooting all day Saturday and then editing all Saturday night.

  • Putting together a seven minute-30 second movie is a helluva lot of work.  I can't imagine what it must be like to shoot a movie that will last anything over an hour.  We probably had an multiple hours worth of film, but a lot of scenes were shot in multiple angles to best tell the story so a LOT always ends up on the cutting room floor.

  • I'm much fatter on film than I'd ever like to admit to in real life.  The camera adds 10 pounds and all that, but even if the camera added zero pounds, I'd still be kicking myself for looking like that on film for the rest of my foreseeable days.

  • Drama is a good genre for them, but the truth is that a comedy really fits their style based on what I've seen.  We did a TON of laughing on the set and the wit from the people in the room is absolutely stunning.  This is probably the reason why Backlot Insiders is still one of my favorite short films period.  
So, with all of those things out in the open, I present to you It's A Boy.  I hope you like it as much as I did.

The screening is on Thursday.  I'm too lazy to type out where it will be screened, so please visit Beer Blog Pong This' blog to see where you can see it if you're in the Atlanta area.

More stuff coming soon.  It looks like I'm going to have more time on my hands due to the lack of budget and hopefully doing less eating.  


Until next time kids.

Be safe.

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Saturday, June 14, 2008
I'm a lucky person.  Flat out lucky as can be.  Lucky enough to have kept friendships that have lasted more than 2/3 of my life.  Lucky enough to have a family that still supports me blindly regardless of the circumstances.

I'm also lucky enough to have the ability to drive to Athens at least once every summer so I can take the time to slow down and remember what "home" feels like.  

This weekend is the weekend of the Unofficial Official Event.  Redcoats that I marched with, marched before me and marched after me will all meet on the 3rd floor of The Village Idiot somewhere around 8:00 pm.  If you're in town, you're more than welcome to stop by and be sure to bring some $$$ to donate towards to scholarship fund.  

Anyway, last night, I went and soaked in a summer night of drinking Downtown.  I drank Jack in Coke on the rocks AND in frozen form.  By the way, last night I was asked for the first time in my life whether or not I wanted my Jack and Coke frozen or on the rocks.  THAT will take your mind to a whole new level.

So I had a good time last night.  So good that I woke up this morning feeling like $671,586.  Not quite a million, but close enough to still enjoy my day.  I got up, went and got loads of Powerade Zero, some vanilla wafers, some pop tarts and Pepto.  Then, I took a trip to the Blind Pig and am currently sitting in my nice suite at the Gameday condo waiting for the Blind Pig cheese fries to release their deadly hold on me.  Then, I'll be headed out to make it all happen again tonight.  

Good times indeed.

But it's always something bigger this time of year.  We all get so busy that we forget sometimes what's really important.  Of course the drinking is fun but I'd spend this weekend sober as the Pope if I still got to hang out with the same people and experience the same fun.  Besides, at that point, I'd probably remember more anyway.

So, I'm logging off, but I wanted to put something on the blog to broadcast to the world that right now, where I sit, I'm the luckiest person on earth.  

And there's nothing better than that.  At all.


Until next time kids.

Be safe.

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Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Sorry, but it's been a relatively slow news week in the Land of the Dawg.  Aside from a few tasty nuggets of goodness about UGA vs. Alabama being an ESPN night game and getting confirmation that A.J. Green is academically eligible and will report to campus in June, there's really not much going on.  It would be wrong of me, however to note that Ally told me weeks ago that A.J. was fine.  Apparently news like that gets around in South Carolina, but doesn't filter to the rest of the world until weeks later.

In other news, Cordy Glenn has qualified as well, which gives us some much added depth along the Offensive Line.  Glenn looks to be a monster, but I think it's still up in the air as to whether or not he actually plays this year.  You never know with Stacey Searels, who could turn all 5'8" of me into a raging, road-grading badass with one good coaching session.

The bad news is that Toby Jackson may not qualify.  Apparently his ACT score was too high and didn't jive with his GPA, which I think is a crock of sh*t.  He's got to take the test again and if he scores as well, then it will no longer be ruled "abnormal" and people will just realize that he tried hard and made a good score.  If he doesn't make it though, then he's Hargrave bound.

So, in light of the "not much news thing" going on, I'll go ahead and tell you not to expect a post tomorrow as I will be celebrating the upcoming Lost finale with good friends at Beer Blog Pong This' house.  I hope you will do the same with your own friends, but don't show up to BBPT's house without calling first.  He doesn't like that.

Also, expect a nice post soon from my Memorial Day/Bachelor Party Weekend (no, not for me) in Biloxi, MS.  Highlights include random pictures of me waking up and video of myself getting punched in the stomach, a la "Fight Club."

I want you to hit me as hard as you can.


Until next time kids.

Be safe.

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