I woke up what-should-be-this-morning (actually the middle of the night, LA’s three hours behind for some stupid reason) to feel something gently nuzzling up against my leg. At first I thought my cousin was being fresh, but looking down there’s my computer, it’s cord between its legs, little apple nose softly glowing. I guess that’s… Read more »
Sacramento Kings 91, Toronto Raptors 116 I don’t fancy the Raptors chances in an up and down, no defense, all offense affair where the first team to play some defense or go through a drought ends up losing the game. I’ve seen that movie before and have learned that there’s no thing as a “safe… Read more »
Dude, what the FUCK??? I just wrote a long, scathing post outlining every biased, unfathomable call the “professionals” with the whistles mad tonight. I click “save”, and it asks me for my password. I enter it, and all my words are GONE! I don’t have to explain how frustrating this is. This is even more… Read more »
I didn't know I had Tourette's syndrome until last night. My wife is very concerned. We have a top 5 center that is treated like the big oaf in the catholic league , that is a little touched and he smells a little. What gets me is our guards and wings don't feel it on the court , shit it ain't the coach , looks like the coach lets them jack up anything they want . Maybe it's a cultural thing , you know , the big oaf ain't cool , can't dance right , doesn't listen to the right beat. But why go there , people will just hate on me and call me the big oaf lover. The big oaf went toe to toe with the best in the league and in my opinion was the better player. To bad nobody on his team could see it .