My weekend or MJW, Bulls, and blisters on my hand
I've said some not so nice things about the NBA in the past, but I've been watching the Charlotte Bobcats pretty frequently this year. The thing that really bugs me about the NBA is the guys just don't try on a regular basis. I understand if there's a 20 point lead that you might not give your best effort (regardless of which end of that lead you're on), but it's not a legitimate excuse to not try b/c it's the 3rd quarter. I don't really see that on the Bobcats. They have won some games on effort and had some memorable close losses. W/ all the talk about teams tanking to improve their draft lottery position I think the good karma of the Bobcats will get them someone who will help them in the coming seasons.
I thought it would be nice if I sent the Earth a card for Earth Day. I know how homemade things are better, so I'm going to chop down a tree, grind it into a papery pulp, dye it w/ some green chemicals, sign my name, then throw it on the ground somewhere for the Earth to find. Don't be surprised when the Earth tells you I'm its favorite on April 23rd.
Arby's is sponsoring a NASCAR car this year. As part of that sponsorship they will offer free fries on Monday after a win. You can get your free fries this Monday. If you don't want them, you can mail them to me.
I'm not saying kids don't need supervision, however I was cleaning up and found a magazine on the ground w/ the back cover visible and the front cover obscured by a door. I was going to pick it up (the supervision) and Izabella said "That's mine." When I handed it to her I didn't see whose name was on the address label, but if she wants to read Parenting magazine who am I to stand in her way. I asked if she had any tips and she said "I watch cartoons" and closed my bedroom door in my face. I'll probably slip a $20 under her pillow tonight just so she knows I still love her.
I don't have syphilis. Two different doctors told me that I was exhibiting the signs of secondary syphilis. I had to get a blood test to convince one of them. It turns out I actually have Pityriasis Rosea, and there's not really anything they can do to treat it (it took 4 trips to 3 doctors to figure this out). The main concern about the syphilis was that I have a rash on the palm and the back of my hands. Someone asked if you could get syphilis from yourself and maybe that would explain why my hands were breaking out.
There are 3 advice columnists that I read regularly. Of course Dan Savage at Savage Love is the go to man for anything you need to know about relationships. Dear Prudence on Slate isn't as good as the Beatles song of the same name, but she's not afraid to give regular people (as opposed to Savage Love readers) a dose of reality. The one that I learn the least from but laugh the most at is Ask A Mexican in the OC Weekly. I thought the most recent column was particularly insightful "The fact that many Mexicans look like they’re fresh off the camel is due to the Moorish-Iberian mutts who colonized the Americas. Swarthy foreigners have always inspired fear amongst gabachos." I mean I already knew that but it still makes me laugh. So if you want to ask me anything just send it to the 3 of them and you'll be better off.
I call my wife "baby", my daughter "honey", and my son "buddy". That leaves a lot of pet names for other people. I think I can remember to use the following names when speaking to you (available on a first come first serve basis): Ace, Champ, Sugar Tits (my wife says this can only be used for guys), Pork Chop, Spider, Doctor (unless you are a doctor), Tito, and Puddinghead. Please let me know if you are interested in one of these and I'll start using it on a regular basis.
With the Lady Tar Heels elimination last night, I don't have much rooting interest in the games tonight or tomorrow. I am planning on watching in hopes of seeing the Pontiac commercial w/ the lady who says "N O Stan. We are not getting a convertible. What's next? An amp?" Then she gives the rock sign and a rock sound. I'm looking forward to seeing it again and again.