Your Call To Arms Tuesday, February 13, 2007Posted by Jerkwheat in Fuck You Nibbles, I LEARNED IT FROM WATCHING YOU, jerkwheat.
There is no logical reason for this blog to exist. There are already plenty of snarky tv blogs, pretentious music reviews, and overwraught examinations of movies out there on the eBays for everyone to see. HOWEVAH, those sites do not belong to us.
If you want someone to blame for yet another pop culture blog, you should probably start with our blogfather, Will, and his glorious Deadspin. We learned it from watching you, Dad! We just wanted to make you proud!
One could also blame Nibbles the Gawker Hamster for driving us to a secondary home – one where we could discuss exactly whose country it is without having Nibbles do his best to bend us over in the process. A place where someone can write freely about the Dillon Panthers and the backstage drama at NBS without someone bringing up some actual sports news in between postings. A place where hoc-key meets the Oscars and they get themselves a nice little house out in the country, a couple of kids, and a rascal of an old dog.
But, that is not what this blog will be.
No, this blog will be home of the collective works of nearly 30 of the finest commenters to habitate the Gawker media empire. And while we may not be The Balls, we will do our best to stay away from The Taint. Feel like you need to watch Studio 60 because of the Sorkin cool factor, but don’t have the time to invest? Fret not, Holly will guide you home. Are you above admitting you still love to break out the flannel and crank up “Down on the Upside”? Your secret is safe because Yostal’s got all the 90s nostalgia you need. Want to know if “Norbit” is worth your time? Fuck that, we have better shit to do.
We’ll be working out the kinks in the coming days and weeks, but you should just go ahead and click that RSS feed or that Bookmark button. You’ll feel better afterwards, I promise. But don’t expect us to call in the morning, ok?