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Holy Flerking Schnit.

This is my mailbox today:

(44)[nohoultimateannounce] Suggested days
(1)[nohoultimateannounce] Season Starts
(13[nohoultimateannounce] Mini-League?
(2)[nohoultimateannounce] Changing of the Guard
(5)[nohoultimateannounce] Field History
(5)[nohoultimateannounce] I'm putting the Band Back Together!
(1)[nohoultimateannounce] Choice of Field
(1)[nohoultimateannounce] League, Fields, etc, and so on

If anyone has Gmail, you know this means I have 72 Messages about NoHo ultimate. This is a pickup game of frisbee I'm talking about.

Does a pickup game of any sport justify 72 messages? NO.
This is yet another exampe of why I hate people: 72 messages of people whining about how they think I plan to turn pickup into a competitive team.

I already have a competitive team. I've got invites to play for three more competitive teams. No matter how many e-mails I send assuring them otherwise, they continue to kvetch about me trying to make pickup competitive.

I live in the fucking birthplace of the sport: I could play nine times a week, and still have time to go to work.

I hope the flood we're supposed to get this weekend sweeps all these whiny asshats away.

Oh, and I found five dollars today.