Saturday, September 30, 2006

Assassination City votes the Dallas Observer "Most Useful As Toilet Paper"!

Thank you Dallas Observer for the poignant mention in your "Best of Dallas" issue. The old adage all press is good press certainly rings true. Since your sneering little piece, our web traffic has increased and we've sold a number of tickets for our upcoming championship game. And now, it's my turn.

Dallas Observer staff writers are generally self-loathing gen x'ers who are pissed they spent a shit load of money on college only to wind up bored in the same city they grew up in and without a better prospect in sight other than writing for the local rag. They are the kids that sat daydreaming in class about the kudos they'd receive for their weekend colunm in the Washington Post or the New York Times, or maybe for the moving journalism pieces they'd write while traveling the globe for National Geographic, then went home and played Dungeons and Dragons with their nerdy friends who couldn't get a date either.

They fancy themselves music and pop culture critics but what somebody failed to tell them is that "critics" are usually the guys who can't play a single note or properly construct a sentence. that's why they have to criticize everyone else. And, while the terminally local Dallas Observer turns their nose up at us and our derby sisters, REAL (ie., national) news sources such as the AP, NBC's Today Show and CBS This Morning applaud the "tough" women of roller derby for their gumption to play a contact sport as well as their intelligence to run an LLC, all in their off time. The Observer is too good to like roller derby, but they're not too good to beg for our advertising dollars.

So ya'll don't mind them. If you happen to run into a writer for the Dallas Observer, make sure pat them on the back and tell them it'll really will be okay someday, like when they decide to grow a set of balls and do something worthwhile other than pull pretty girls pigtails on the playground. One day, those pigtails might belong to someone with whom they don't want to start a fight.

Monday, September 18, 2006

What happens on the Track stays on the Track???

So, I thought when I started derby that it would be a great release for me and that my inner agression would be appeased, but ...although it is a great outlet, it seems to be nurturing my aggression, on and off the track.

Sometimes after practice I feel like I am driving a big skate (the four wheels just like quads) and wanna do a side block or a snake bite and verbally I feel a little more inclined to voice my opinions out loud and with sign language.

I have found myself spanking, grabbing and wrestling my non derby friends.

On a positive note, I smoke less now than ever...I have been a social smoker for a few years.. but now I wanna save all my breath for busting ass.

and that piece of arm that holds your biceps and triceps is starting to look like a target at all times for a meaty bounce of blocking humerus's..is that the bone's name?

So life is becoming a track to me, a bout.....