Monthly Archives: February 2013

It’s been 10 months, so let’s update.
I got a job last May covering sports for 2 weekly papers just north of Muskegon, MI. I work for the White Lake Beacon and Oceana’s Herald-Journal, and I’m a one-man sports department for both, covering eight high schools as best I can. So far, while I have made the occasional mistake, I’d say things are probably going better than I would have expected. For the most part I am self-sufficient and much more feedback has been positive than negative.

Amy and I were married last June. It was the greatest day of my life, and it will always be. They always say the wedding day is never as smooth or as easy or as wonderful as you plan it to be, but for us it was. I cannot think of a single thing that could have gone better. It was perfect.

Amy got a serving job at a local restaurant within 4 days of moving up here and quickly became one of the most popular and well-liked servers on staff. During the summer months she pulls down as much or more money as I do.


Really, the only reason I opened up this blog though was to post a one-off about something I can’t talk about on any other social media site, though. Just a quick mini-rant about how excited everyone was among my BSU folks today when Sports Link turned into a major track in the TCOM program.

I appreciate the excitement among my younger ex-classmates, but it just pissed me off, as most things do regarding that program, which debuted – shockingly (not) – immediately upon my graduation. Whereas my only option if I wanted to do a program like that was the stupid NewsLink Indiana, which in my opinion was and is dumb, that program would have been perfect for exactly what I wanted to do. I suppose it was only natural that it would debut immediately after it was too late for me to do anything with it. Who knows where my life could have led then?

I can’t truly complain about any of it, because it may have kept me from meeting Amy if I hadn’t followed my life track as constructed, but it still irks me how highly that program is spoken of when they started it – almost as a giant trick life was playing on me – immediately after I left.

End rant.

A. Bob