I’m rather depressed. I meant to title the last Bloggaday “Coooaaach!” but I flaked on it. I suppose backstory would be beneficial for this. Yesterday’s Bloggaday was about me taking a fall. “Coach!” is something I tend to say when I get hurt. I started doing it with my brother. I believe it started when we played catch, and I would fall or something go for the ball. Afterwards, it became part of my regular vocabulary, taking the place “Ohohohohooo, that hurt.” I suppose the general meaning is, “That really kind of hurt, but I’ll live. Just give me a minute.”
Despite its footballer origins, it garnered particular success during wrestling.
This particular fall came with some hushed swearing, but it wasn’t that bad. Something to laugh off. Oh well, I’m over a hundred words and I’ve successfully sucked two Bloggadays out of this fall. Woohoo
Street: 4
David: 1
In yo face street.
Listening to
My 4.75 star playlist on iTunes. Maybe I’ll Bloggaday about tomorrow. It couldn’t be any worse than this one
Twitter Tag
Coooaaach! Playing a one-day engagement only at Bloggaday
As Always, you can find my posts at these convenient interwebs
http://twitter.com/daviddysart Wit in 140 characters
http://daviddysart.tumblr.com/ The best all-in-one FEANBA feed
http://thebloggaday.blogspot.com/ Straight cut Bloggaday. Start tapping that vein
http://www.facebook.com/thedaviddysart?ref=sgm if you can find my notes or +friend
Youtube Awesomeness
http://www.youtube.com/user/DavidDysart
For the Piccaday
http://s1000.photobucket.com/albums/af128/daviddysart/Piccaday/ Mass me by the month
http://thepiccaday.blogspot.com/ Me paced out by the day.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/daviddysart/sets/72157623465996877/ Like witches at black masses
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