Mea Maxima Culpa…My Penance is Linkage.

I have been remiss. I know. I apologize. However, contrary to what Rick Reilly and the rest of those elitist, so-called “real” writers would have you believe, I do not live in my mother’s basement. I have a job and a wife and 3 month old son (yes, yes, I’ve been making him hold stuff with his left hand, not to worry) to take care of. Still, that is no excuse for this incredibly long lay-off. So in the next two days I promise I’ll get some posts up. Including, but not limited too Rick’s stupid hole-in-one story. Until then…here are some links to enjoy.

—I think I saw this on Deadspin a couple of weeks back…so for some it may be a repeat…but…wow…I get the feeling that this guy’s job at WaWa might not be cutting it as a reason to live. [YouTube]

—Here’s a great deconstruction of Peter King’s latest by our friends at Bottom of the Barrel.

—Saw this on Mondesishouse and thought I should share. It’s crappy home video-type footage of a Snoop Dogg concert that also features Santonio Holmes and Lamar Woodley of the Steelers. Three quick thoughts.

1.) After Santonio’s little marijuana mishap last year, is Snoop the guy he should be hanging out with?

2.) Are all of Snoop Dogg’s concerts like this? I mean, are there always like 50 people on the stage with him just kind of milling around? This seems weird to me.

3.) How on earth was it ever cool to do the Fo-shizzle my nizzle, you can come to my hizzle thing? Was it just because Snoop Dogg said it and so it automatically had to be cool? Because really, that’s really lame. It’s like baby talk or Pig Latin.

—Here’s a good take on that reporter who wrote the outrageous sports column that kind of had to do with that girl being held in that guy’s yard for 19 years. From firejaymariotti. Enjoy.

—Finally, be thankful you’re not a Pirates fan like me. From the Pittsburgh Tribune Review. This made me cry.