Genius Is Misunderstood.

That's really his blog? Kinda low rent, don't you think?

 

I made it about a 1000 words before giving up.

It reads like an average kid, straight out of school, trying too damn hard to be Gary Smith. Which, you know, is the first time that has ever happened.

 

It's an appropriate place for him to really kick back.

 

So there I am, in Sri Lanka, formerly Ceylon, at about 3 o'clock in the morning, looking for one thousand brown M&Ms to fill a brandy glass, or Ozzy wouldn't go on stage that night. So, Jeff Beck pops his head 'round the door, and mentions there's a little sweets shop on the edge of town. So - we go. And - it's closed. So there's me, and Keith Moon, and David Crosby, breaking into that little sweets shop, eh. Well, instead of a guard dog, they've got this bloody great big Bengal tiger. I managed to take out the tiger with a can of mace, but the shopowner and his son... that's a different story altogether. I had to beat them to death with their own shoes. Nasty business, really. But, sure enough, I got the M&Ms, and Ozzy went on stage and did a great show. [/wayne'sworld2]

 

What about the back page of SI? Or would every issue have to have a fold-out back cover to handle the wordiage? If SI can hire Dan Patrick, it sure as heck can hire Simmons.

 

I wonder if the South Boston High piece was the source if this current blowup. I could see it from both sides, why he'd want to post it and follow up, and why they'd say no.

I thought the Buzz line was funny, incidentally, and I'm not much of a Sports Guy fan.

 

Can't Simmons make himself useful and type some damn track agate into the system? That track agate isn't going to type itself, you know.

 

He simply doesn't work nearly as well in print, on the page, as online, can't do radio, can't do tv, can't do extended long form, can't report, can only... do what he has been doing, and its getting old for him, the readers and his employer.

All of a sudden he's the entrenched old fart he started out bitching about. Happens to us all.

 

Now that is funny.

 

Apropos of nothing ...

As for Simmons ... never read him, never cared, got nothing but a video clip. (Not Rick.)

 

One day in my high school physics class, a friend of mine notices one particularly geeky classmate standing next to the bald, bespectacled teacher, and shouts: "It's Dr. Honeydew and Beaker!"

That teacher grew a beard immediately and wore it the rest of the school year.

 

One can only imagine how long it was before he decided to "tighten the piece one last time."