Well, as I wait for my light breakfast to move enough for me to work out without my stomach cramping, I figure I should let you know a few of the things in the blogosphere that I dig. Categories are self-explanatory. These are….The Babas.
Favorite blogThe Cynical Ones.
Brought to us by Houston’s own Michael Arceneaux. Mike worries me with his ups and downs. Actually, that’s not true. Mike worries me because even his ups are tinged with a certain acidic quality. But no matter what, he writes smart and funny stuff, and he always manages to get straight to the heart of an issue with a voice that commands attention. He’s got the gift, whether he realizes it or not.
Favorite Music BlogHoney Soul.
Not even close. If you click and go, I won’t even have to explain that to you.
Favorite Political BlogCobb.
Seeing as Cobbski is a self-described conservative libertarian, he and I don’t agree on too much. But he’s a conservative because of logic more than emotion–from what I glean, at least–which means that he gives me things to think about, frequently things I’d never otherwise consider. And I’m more about learning than hearing an echo.
Favorite “This Is What I’m Up To” BlogRPM.
She’s just always interesting, and it’s hard to explain. What sold me was that after I got to know her, I realized that how she writes and how she lives, breathes, and thinks are very similar. That takes a particular level of comfort, especially considering her willingness to show certain vulnerabilities. Plus she bought me a UT shirt I’ve been looking for since September.
Favorite Sports BlogDeadspin.
I even liked these guys when they dissed one of my pieces. Incredibly funny stuff from Will Leitch. Draws about one million hits a month, if I’m not mistaken.
Most Informative BlogNegrophile.
From George, the man that makes Virtual Bomaniland possible. The love of Negrophile is independent of that, though.
Great blogs I don’t read enough.
ejflavors
Humanity Critic
Rellavent (though I read him frequently)
The Walt Report. I hope you get the chance once to rap with Walt. Sharp, sharp kid.
And I’m gone. Might come back later to tell the story of Saturday’s Dutch Masters game, or I might wait and tell it with whatever happens in tonight’s game.
What to look forward to–I almost had to lay out someone’s child.