AN EMBARASSMENT OF JACKSONIAN PROPORTIONS


I am suffering from indigestion this morning. It's not a result of the band banquet food...I'm fairly certain it is the result of the Spurs game. Is Stephen Jackson going to remember how to play basketball? Would be nice if he'd come around.... ah well there's always Sunday.

A SHIFT IN POLARITY


By the way, the tides have turned in our household. I am no longer the "most" crazed maniac in the room when the Spurs are on. Amy turns into a creature I'm thinking of renaming DAMYAN when the Spurs start to lose. For a while I thought her head might start spinning around. I knew she had gone over the edge when she started screaming for Jack Nicholson to be ejected.