I just spotted this, courtesy of Raceday360wire.
If an entire marketing campaign isn't built around this picture then I don't know what the hell we are doing anymore.
Bloodhorse has this article. Ask yourself how you would feel if the NFL didn't list the names of their injured players.
This, I don't understand. I don't know how the auction thing works but if someone was unwilling to sell their horse at a premium, why would they sell it at the rejects sale? Do the RNA sales draw more money? Seriously. I'm asking.
All might not be lost. Make this happen. The Filly and Mare Classic holds the better racing anyway; she loses nothing in defeat.
Final note. This ipod thing that I have is a wonderful device. I have been downloading podcasts as if I were being paid for each one I watch. One podcast in particular has captured my attention and prompted an obsession that might shade the proverbial line of propriety, depending on jurisdiction.
Geekbrief with Cali Lewis is smart and pithy and a godsend for the technologically inept, like myself. Mrs. Not Really just smiles and nods when I tell her that I only watch it because it is dragging me into the 21st century and that the host bears a striking resemblance to her...which she admits. She also feels the need to point out that an interest in Greco-Persian history is the only reason she watches 300. Though I wonder how much she is learning with the volume off?
Anyway, this one episode of Geekbrief had a thing about how Crave at Cnet recently changed their site colors from a black background, which apparently is harder to view for some, to a lighter one. A poll I did a while ago about how to improve this blog, curiously, had most of the suggestions addressing that very issue. So for those of you that took the time to let me know, even though I wasn't listening, thank you.
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16 September 2008
Rage against the dying of the light
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