Monday, December 3, 2007

Welcome - Disclaimer

I pondered momentarily when naming this site the number of visitors I would get looking for either porn or football musings, as neither of which will be found here. Sorry to disappoint....

The Naked Bootleg came about from a phrase my husband and his friends use when disentangling themselves from situations they no longer find enjoyable. For example: A bar outing with friends turned all day drinkfest where a quick getaway is in order to save further liver damage, here enters the naked bootleg. One heads towards the loo, car keys having been removed from pocket in a natural sweeping motion and are already jangling in hand discreetly out of sight of course. A quick bob then a weave (sometimes a twirl) and within minutes you are out the door safely inside your four wheeled chariot headed home with not a soul the wiser. The angry voice mails to your cell come later and confrontation is always easier when nestled safely inside the walls your own home (so is faked quick onset illness). I never said this behavior was polite but nonetheless I have seen it successfully employed on several occasions.

The actual Wikipedia definition of a naked bootleg is as follows:

In American football, a bootleg play is a play in which the quarterback runs with the ball in the direction of either sideline behind the line of scrimmage. This can be accompanied by a play action, or false hand off of the ball to a running back running the opposite direction. This is similar to the way bootleggers would hide whiskey in their trousers during Prohibition

Now on to my definition. This blog will be used as my mind's naked bootleg from everyday life. Sometimes my head becomes so full of information that I feel I might explode, albeit much is it useless musings but that is neither here nor there. I have used blogging for years as a quick departure from mundane tasks to offer commentary and fodder for the masses, or at least for myself and a small few who have stumbled upon my ramblings. This will be yet another attempt. I cannot promise profound intellectual content or remarkable insight but you just may find a few laughs tossed in between my daily schemes and chronicles.

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