When the light’s on, it’s less dangerous. I feel stupid and contagious. But enough about me.

Welcome to Ducksnorts. To my current readers, this is the cool thing I’ve been talking about for a while. Was it good for you? (Hint: the answer is yes.) To those of you just stumbling onto us for the first time, glad you could make it. Grab a drink and sit a spell. Go on, any drink will do. We’ll wait.

Okay, so let’s get this awkward stuff out of the way. Things to know:

• Ducksnorts was born in 1997 with a rant about Hideki Irabu.
• About the name: A ducksnort is a bloop base hit that falls between fielders. The original idea was that Ducksnorts would cover stuff that the “big boppers” (i.e., mainstream media) might miss. Plus it sounds funny.
• I like email. I don’t always respond right away (family, job, etc.), but I do read everything. Drop me a line; the addy’s over there on the right.
• I grew up in LA and rooted for the Dodgers as a kid. I saw the error of my ways in the early ’90s and have been a Padre fan ever since.
• I’m 35 years old; married, with two dogs (adopted).
• I play guitar and “sing” in a local San Diego band, Chin Waggers. I’ll geek out on music every now and then, so bear with me. Also, I’m not above pimping my band’s gigs.

And probably the most important things to know about Ducksnorts are that it’s a work in progress and that it doesn’t happen without you. So if you have any ideas (and I know you do), please leave ‘em in the comments or shoot me an email. My goal is to make Ducksnorts a great place to come and talk baseball, so let me know you’re out there.

Finally, I need to say thank you to a few people:

• Christian, Evan, and everyone at A-B/MVN
• All my readers; you know who you are
• My wife, family, and friends
• Anyone else I’ve forgotten

That should cover it. Thanks again for visiting. Back to baseball…