well, i knew where to look to figure out that there weren't any, so that's something.
i really don't care about: NBA basketball
but i still care, in my traitorous ex-pat way, about: beleaguered bay area sports teams
and i really love: come-back kids
so i'm not watching the warriors/mavericks series, per se, but i'm ... checking the score on espn.com very enthusiastically? and really, history has shown us that collapsing freeways = championships for east bay teams. so, go with god, golden state warriors of oakland! you have nothing to fear but mark cuban himself.
a playoff series win by the warriors would be appropriate. it would go nicely with the yankees having rented real estate in the american league east cellar under the list of reasons why this week is probably going to be the beginning of the end times. on a personal note: friday is springfield's last day at the agency, and i will probably die of sadness on friday, if i don't kill the heighteningly neurotic springfield with my bare hands first. also, i'm currently covering the caseload of someone who has been doing their job like a bean-counter with alzheimer's disease. it's hard to explain, but it's like that. it's really fucking terrible, in a painful comedy of errors way where someone says "while, i'm gone, don't even worry about [baton twirling lessons], nobody ever needs those," and then at ten o'clock in the morning on the first day, somebody needs [baton twirling lessons] and we don't have any more [baton twirling lessons] and nobody knows how to get any [baton twirling lessons], where [baton twirling lessons] = [a government-funded and health promoting social service].
but i digress. sorry about how this post was 97.8% incoherent. i figured the sports stuff was nonsense and i might as well just go with it from that point. it's the end times, you guys. everything must go.
but i still care, in my traitorous ex-pat way, about: beleaguered bay area sports teams
and i really love: come-back kids
so i'm not watching the warriors/mavericks series, per se, but i'm ... checking the score on espn.com very enthusiastically? and really, history has shown us that collapsing freeways = championships for east bay teams. so, go with god, golden state warriors of oakland! you have nothing to fear but mark cuban himself.
a playoff series win by the warriors would be appropriate. it would go nicely with the yankees having rented real estate in the american league east cellar under the list of reasons why this week is probably going to be the beginning of the end times. on a personal note: friday is springfield's last day at the agency, and i will probably die of sadness on friday, if i don't kill the heighteningly neurotic springfield with my bare hands first. also, i'm currently covering the caseload of someone who has been doing their job like a bean-counter with alzheimer's disease. it's hard to explain, but it's like that. it's really fucking terrible, in a painful comedy of errors way where someone says "while, i'm gone, don't even worry about [baton twirling lessons], nobody ever needs those," and then at ten o'clock in the morning on the first day, somebody needs [baton twirling lessons] and we don't have any more [baton twirling lessons] and nobody knows how to get any [baton twirling lessons], where [baton twirling lessons] = [a government-funded and health promoting social service].
but i digress. sorry about how this post was 97.8% incoherent. i figured the sports stuff was nonsense and i might as well just go with it from that point. it's the end times, you guys. everything must go.