Well, it appears that some media outlets may be exhausting their resources to find out who Dennis York is. I\’m kind of wishing my blog was truly terrible – probably the first time I wished I was Brian Christianson (although I don\’t have any insightful Bert Blyleven stories for you).
It\’s really too bad, because you would all really be bored with the revelation. Like Deep Throat (which I promise I didn\’t star in), you\’d say \”who? All this for that?\” So you will have gained my identity, but lost my blog.
As I said in some of my back and forth with Xoff, I really just started this blog to make myself and my friends laugh. A few jokes, here and there, sprinkled with some smart ass sarcasm. And if I made a political point here and there, it was just a bonus. I probably got carried away and said some things and took some shots at people that I shouldn\’t have (Phil Brinkman and Tom Sheehan are good reporters), but it was all in the name of fun. Instead of writing good columns like David Brooks, I started writing columns about turds and Mayor McCheese. Trust me, you should have seen all the posts I started to write and gave up on or I wouldn\’t post.
And suddenly, people started to read it. People started linking to it. And it freaked me out, so I retired for a while. I had the itch, though, so I started back up, and the readers came back with me. I was using a crappy hit counter at the time, that didn\’t register all the hits I was getting. When I switched to a new hit counter, it said I was actually getting three times the hits I thought I was, which scared me to death.
I have to say, it is bizarre to have people write and talk about you, even though they\’re really kind of talking about someone else (although I have been accused of being a racist and a homophobe, as well). Sometimes I would get to work and check the blog, and actually be disappointed that there wasn\’t a new post, before I realized it was me. After the State Journal article came out on Sunday, I asked my wife if she was going to brag to her friends that she gets to smooch Dennis York on occasion, which led to her rolling her eyes.
So I guess I have a decision to make. Dennis York to me is now kind of like a sidekick, or an old friend. I actually feel like I would miss him. Plus, it would almost certainly mean the end of the A&W Root Beer Bear\’s run for the governorship as a Republican (although I hear campaign ads are hard to buy with fish and berries). I never thought for a second someone wouldn\’t figure it out at some point, it just kind of sucks that it\’s getting to be about that time. I have to decide if I want to go quietly, or go out like Tony Montana with machine gun blazing.
Since I\’m bummed out, I\’ll just post the picture and headline I had planned for the post I was going to do tonight. Just whatever text I had written at the time, you can probably figure out what I was going to write, anyway. Probably something about Doyle naming Aquaman head of the DNR\’s water quality division or something.
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