Intro . Hello everyone. Another week to kick off and its one more before the tourney starts. Now I know we may not exactly have 64 people signed in who have paid. But that’s okay because in the end we’re just going to go with who has paid and work the brackets that way. It’s the only fair thing we feel to do. Anyways, I’ll stop boring you because you know how it goes already and I need to study some more for sociology. G’Luck to everyone this week and in the future. . . . Forming Low By: 6ft Deep . I’m pretty pompous but not silly enough to give this article a title. Let’s just say it’s about being in low form. Every now and then, we all enter a small, or not so small trough in our performance. Whether that originates from problems in life which occupy our attention (as they rightfully should); we’re simply staring blankly with no clue how to continue a verse, or how to begin even. What to do? What to do! You scratch your head, down a bottle of beer, some juice, light a joint. Still no ideas… Last week’s verse wasn’t that good either. The week before that? Your memories are murky but a sneaky suspi(on is creeping in, that verse wasn’t that great either. It’s starting to dawn on you, this is something chronic and you need a medicine. You can take some time off. Do completely different things. Subconsciously you start to regenerate your writer’s creativity tank or whatever you wanna call it. That centre in your being responsible for coming up with the stuff you so desperately need in order to put out your best work. You can ask around, if you aren’t too thick skinned, thick headed, and thick ego’ed. People can give you valuable insight because *surprise* they have an outsider’s view. If you go this route, beware not to take everything at face value. Granted you’re in a low point and you can use the help, doesn’t mean everyone’s opinion is worthy of your time, and most definitely doesn’t mean you’re losing stature. You just need some time. The third option, which I pick nine out of ten times in my own personal battle against such moments, is pushing through. It’s like when in your busy every day life you feel a little off and contemplate the possibility you might be sick and might be in need of some rest and care-taking. You know you can’t afford to stand still because everything is slipping if you do, so you just dress warm and sweat through it. That’s my own theory on this but it works for me. You’re virtually constipated, and there are few joys on Earth that can compare with breaking through that constipation.