Moore Droppings

Essayist, bloggerist, philosopherist & ramblerist

I spend a lot of time in sporting venues. Truth be told I love sports of any kind, except soccer which is pretty much an unwatchable spectacle on any level. I don’t know, maybe its the bogus officiating that totally steams my bean. Soccer officials don’t throw flags for penalties — they pull color-coded cards …

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I don’t mean to be insensitive or cynical about this, I really don’t, but can somebody please tell me why for the love of God must every single contestant appearing on every ponderous reality television show feel they are compelled to bawl and blubber on national television? You pick the reality show and straight-up snot-bubbling, …

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Arlo Guthrie Most people probably remember good ole Arlo Guthrie stepping on stage at Woodstock and owning that little gathering of music lovers with his rendition of Coming Into Los Angeles. I loved the song, but more than the song, I vividly remember Arlo looking across the gathering in an awestruck way, grin and proclaim, …

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Sooner or later it was inevitable that I find myself feeling obligated to offer up some explanation of why I blog and by extension, why now. I suppose some of my motivation is latent rebellion against my third grade teacher Miss Schnake (rhymes with hockey) and her incessant water-boarding technique of diagramming sentences and subject-verb …

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