The name of this blog comes from a saying that means “to have poor aim.” If you do not know the saying, you can look it up. Needless to say, I have no intention of hitting any Bulls or bulls anywhere with a bass fiddle or other object. The whole point of the saying is that I couldn’t.
Any posts by petshark, or from earlier than January 21, 2013, are archived from what I wrote about the Bulls at Kukla’s Korner. Once I saw how many there were, I thought it was time to give them their own place.
Now I write about the Bulls for other sites, but I still archive everything here because I am a data hoarder and I like to archive everything.
I also like words. Apart from the idiom referenced in the title, I really like some of the definitions the American Heritage Dictionary provides for “fiddle:”
- n. Nautical A guardrail used on a table during rough weather to prevent things from slipping off.
- n. Informal Nonsensical, trifling matters: “There are things that are important/beyond all this fiddle.” ( Marianne Moore).
- v. To occupy oneself in an aimless or desultory way: liked to fiddle with all the knobs and dials.
In one way or another, a lot of those apply to what I’m doing here.
February 9 update: Inside Hockey has graciously agreed to post my stories about the SF Bulls. I’ll repost them later here too because I’m kind of fond of my blog title and I am a compulsive pack-rat.