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I cannot believe it took so long for this dunk. It is just too bad that it had to be Lisa Leslie. The really lousy thing is how this accomplishment was rated in the sports news this morning.
On SportsCenter it was a ten second clip in the last 10 minutes of the show.
Here is where Lisa fell in the headlines this morning. (9 AM Central)
tenth @ NYTimes.com
ninth @ MSNBC Sports
eighth @ latmies.com
eighth @ foxsports.com (plus you had to scroll for it)
seventh @ cbs.sportsline.com
seventh @ news.yahoo.com
fourth @ sportsillustrated.cnn.com
ESPN wins with second
USAToday Sports gave it the top of "More News" which was the third section.
Sports Illustrated for Kids Nowhere, zip, zilch.
WNBA.com need I say?
I understand that it is the last day to trade baseball players and that NFL training camps are in full swing. But jesus, when the WNBA was getting started the sports fellas said if these girls could dunk then they may really have something. Well, they are starting to dunk boys. Now let's see some better coverage.
Behind the Typeface. Too good to pass up.
This link snagged from the Top 40.
"Rock, Paper, Jesus!"
On the way to work today I took the kids over to my mom's house. About five minutes into the trip ( mere seconds after we hit traffic) the oldest says to the middle "Let's play Rock, Paper, Scissors". "OK!", she says, "Ready?"
In unison "Rock, Paper, Jesus!"
"Tie."
"Ready Rock, Paper, Tornado/Dynamite!"
"Liz? Who wins, tornado or dynamite?"
"I think a tornado wins."
This was a critical error on my part. For the rest of the drive after every round of Rock, Paper, Whatever it was "Liz, who wins." At first we made up the rule, "No religious people." Then we made up the rule "No explosives or guns." Eventually I had to say "You guys are going to have to resolve this on your own." This was closely followed by "Keep you hands to yourselves."
I think the game is great but I am almost sure it takes a catholic education to come up with "Rock, Paper, Mary".
Other Items used in place of scissors:
Volcano
Water
Jet
Shark
Great White Shark (to counter shark)
Earthquake (Actually, this was mine, to beat volcano.)
Cheetah
Killer Whale
Today is the tenth anniversary of our first date. Of course we did not know it was a date at first, at least I didn't. Come to think of it she did cancel a date with some guy to go. We had tried to win tickets they were giving away on KERA but missed them by one caller. I evetually bought the tickets to the Indigo Girls show at the Dallas StarPlex. We sat on the grass and talked the whole time. The Girl kept moving closer to me until eventually half my ass was hanging off the blanket. I kept thinking, what is this little straight girl doing? She is hogging the whole blanket. We saw some friends from library school on the way out. It had been a great show, we had not heard a single tune. We did not want to go home, so we were going to go explore Deep Ellum. I got a ticket for running a stop sign. This dyke cop was very sweet. After that we were ready to go home. Driving up 35 back to Denton I felt something on the back of my head, I started to brush it away but then I realized it was her hand. What on earth was this straight girl doing playing with my hair. We get back to my place and have the long talk about sexuality. It would be another week until our second date "The Olympic Date" and it was an event.
too much Patterson
So I am having lunch at my cousin's... It is the same as every Wednesday that I work in her town. I go in, scoop some food, that my grandmother has cooked, on my plate put it in the microwave for 2.5 minutes. I sit down and she asks if I need some more ice in my water because she like her diet cokes freezing cold. "No, thanks, this is fine." We watch the news and she catches me up on her soap. Really, the only thing that changes from week to week are the headline on CNN. Today was a slow news day which is maybe why I noticed. She has this habit of writing in her newspapers and magazines. She crosses out the pictures and words of things and peoples the does not like. Today it was a prominent national politician (being careful of Snoops here) with his face all scratched out and Son of a Bitch scrawled beside the picture. Practically half the article was blacked (technically blued) out by her pen.
I had the thought, as I was forking down my fried okra, that she really had some of the same characteristics as the bad guys in the book I am reading.
Play Time
This game is just good clean fun.
This link swiped from Blazeblog.
Happiness
I love this quote from the first paragraph in Carol Shields' Unless: "Hapiness is the lucky pane of glass you carry in your head. It takes all your cunning just to hang on to it, and once it's smashed you have to move into a different sort of life."
I do not know what has shattered her window yet but give me a few hours and I will let you know.
Well the game was a hit.
There were body parts shown and kissed and stretched. There was dancing (twice). There was massaging (twice). The trash was taken out. The dogs were fed (brisket for christ sake). Shoes were tied together. There was a group hug. Secrets were told and secrets were kept. A song was sung. The glass was half full. Someone maybe did not have any underwear on. There was a combination of red wine and white pants that was not part of the game. No one was mean to those in the "Truth Chair".
All in all I think everyone would play again if they had the chance.
Well according to the 5-minute test at the International High IQ Society I am gifted. With a "one-time, lifetime membership fee of $50" I am sure that curve is a little top-heavy.
I am going to inflict 1KBWC on my friends this weekend. I have checked out the August 2002 copy of Games magazine just in case they don't get it. Or, more likely the case, I am not able to explain it sufficiently.
Thanks to JM for hooking me up.
Well, I started a new blog today. We will see if it sticks.
In working on this post I realized what an old married lady I am. I have no idea which CD's were mine and which were The Girl's. I can identify some of mine by category (Rock) and by decade (80's) but with everything else, memory fails. We still have two of everything when it comes to small kitchen appliances and utensils. Now on to the interesting stuff...
One Hundred Albums You Should Remove from Your Collection Immediately is on Daypop Top so I thought I would take inventory and see what I am going to have to remove. I suspect the shortness of my list and the fact that I cannot give up the majority of them means that I really am lame when it comes to music. (More Proof: currently listening to Counting Crows Mr. Jones on Launch)
Albums I will not be removing:
2. U2 - The Joshua Tree
Oh, I will be happy to give this one up it has not seen the light of day since Library School
3. Nirvana - Nevermind
I cannot get rid of the only Nirvana disc I own! The kids may want this in 10 years.
28. Red Hot Chili Peppers - Blood Sugar Sex Magik
No way! I won this in a radio giveaway with 9 other discs and ticket to Lalapalooza 91.
29. Macy Gray - On How Life Is
NoNoNoNoNo That was by far the best show I have been to since, well... since I shook Billy Joels hand during the show in Worcester. (It was cool even though he was an ass about the Mets beating the Red Sox that night.)
34. Dave Brubeck - Take Five
She would kill me
47. Smashing Pumpkins - Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness
UGH I cannot believe this is still on the shelf, I am going to heave it as soon as I get home.
53. Hole - Live Through This
I cannot do it. I was riding on the subway on the way home from a Melissa Etheridge show and these young girls were coming from the Hole show. It made me feel old, I went out and got the disc immediately.
54. Tori Amos - Under the Pink
Rick bought this for me, I hated it, I never listen to it, but I have to keep it.
64. Pink Floyd - Dark Side of the Moon
Come ON. I have not even watched the Wizard Of Oz with it yet.
65. Sarah McLachlan - Fumbling Towards Ecstasy, Surfacing
Yea. Lilith Fair Kind of sucked. I could get rid of these.
66. Ani DiFranco - Self-titled/Puddle Dive/Not So Soft
And break up the collection? I do not think so.
69. U2 - War
Bad memories, never liked them. Adios.
71. Counting Crows - August and Everything After
Never, never, never. It is still a staple. The first time I heard it I was in Cambridge with Ellen and her boy at the time. We listened to 5 times in a row. Plus The Girl, Kelly and I listened to it on the way to Rick's funeral.
75. Michelle Shocked - Captain Swing and Sinead O'Connor - Am I Not Your Girl?
Yep. I have been sick of both of these guys for years now.
78. Cat Stevens - Footsteps in the Dark
I only have it on tape but this reminded me that I need to go get it on disc.
83. Grateful Dead - ALL RECORDINGS
Even the bootlegs? These are the only things that show me what I did during 1986-1988.
86. Bob Marley & the Wailers - Legend
It is one of two reggae discs I can stand to listen to.
92. Violent Femmes - Violent Femmes
I am torn. So many fond memories of the days when I drank Miller Light.
97. The Doors - The Best of the Doors
I will hold this in the vault for a while, it will come back around before I kick.
UGH! It has bee a long-a** day today. I made the unsound decision to go out with the people and one of their temporary bachelor friends AFTER I was already in bed and watching 3 sitcoms at once. ( my favorite activity from 4PM to 7PM and after 10PM). If I am careful and do not get sucked in by a tempting commercial I can watch Drew Carrey, Friends and the Simpsons simultaneoulsy. For some reason Everybody Loves Raymond always screws me up. I think it is because I have not watched very many epsiodes and I don't know where the boring parts are.
My TV days are soon coming to an end now that the PS2 is in my life. I cannot seem to watch any shows. I need to get some batteries for the other remote so I can PIP my shows while playing Triple Play.
Google! DayPop! This is my blogchalk: English, United States, Houston Texas, The Heights, Liz, Female, 36-40, Librarian!
WOW! I am getting this.
Update. I got it.
Don't Make Me Fax You
I tried to email Rep. Joe Barton regarding this post from Lying Media Bastards. But apparantly I cannot email him due to the fact that
"Your zip code indicates that you are outside of the 6th District of Texas. Regrettably, I am unable to reply to any email from constituents outside of the 6th District of Texas. Click Here to return to my home page."
So, because he cannot reply to my email he will not accept a email from me?
Catching up on some links:
I'm Bubbles but I do not have any idea what that means. Sad because I've watched the movie three times.
State of my industry. From a new library blog.
I was just wishing for this the other day and here it is.
Milky White Goodness
Well it has been so long that I do not no where to start. The most interesting things that happened I cannot mention so I will proceed with the crime.
First off, The Biscuit (The King Biscuit that is) was supposed to be the last bar in my birthday bar crawl. The biscuit, where I go at least once a week, was closed at 10:30 on a Saturday night. Closed! Even after the girl talked with the bartender the week before, he even gave her his card and said to call when we were on our way over.
So, I stole one of their chairs. It was a $3 plastic chair but all the same I stole it from their patio and then I gave it to the oldest of Uncle Ben's kids.
I will bring the chair back, I guess. Maybe I will continue to steal the rest of the chairs, we'll see.
Secondly there was not really any more crime (that I know about) unless you count drinking out of glass bottles at the beach or drinking buttery nipples.
After The Biscuit incident (and after everyone had returned to their own homes) we (the people and the girl) thought maybe The Biscuit was closing. We spent an evening over dinner daydreaming/brainstorming about taking it over and having our own restaraunt. Some good ideas came of it but ultimately I think it is too much work and too risky. The best idea: Drive through coffee in the Heights.
Speaking of the people, they sold their house and are moving, somewhere, maybe to my house if they do not find a place. They have begun packing and slowly the animal population at our house has grown. Last week we started out with two cats and a few tadpoles in the fountain out back. As of today we have two cats, a dog, a few goldfish, a tankfull of tropical fish plus one frog and a hell of a lot more tadpoles. Well, they are not tadpoles yet they are just eggs on their way to becoming tadpoles. In the last 24 hours we have had no less than 26 toads getting some in our fountain on the back patio! DO you know how many tadpoles that is??? Not to mention the noise! Do you know what those poor fellas who are not getting that amphibian action are doing? They are sitting there on the side of the fountain making a bubble out of their throats and a noise that is like a broken car horn. ALL.NIGHT.LONG (thanks to the Nanny Diaries for the syntax)
Much more about my Birthday Present later.
thanks Don