Why is it that the only time I feel that my life is in sync with the universe is when I’m washing dishes?
Monday, June 12, 2006
Excuse me?
Why do the grandmothers actually insist on saying that any distress experienced by my little girl is because she misses her grandmother? To be totally honest, I can’t believe I heard those words from my own mother’s lips the other day. It’s such a cliché that I thought only Kindra’s mother would actually utter the words, but, alas, I have heard them from my side of the family as well. Sheesh.
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Sunday, June 04, 2006
I must be getting old.
I can't remember the quadratic formula! Argh.
I do, however remember the Pythagorean Theorem… a^2 + b^2 = c^2, for right triangles. Whew.
Don't ask any more.
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Saturday, June 03, 2006
Wadesque?
What is it about people that they’re looking so hard to be a part of something great that they assign greatness to any event that is even slightly out of the ordinary? For instance, Dwayne Wade’s performance last night in Game 6 of the Eastern Conference Finals against the Pistons is taken to be “Jordanesque” because he was feeling flu-like effects for the past day. Are you nuts? He had a great performance with 14 points and 10 assists in finishing out the Pistons, but it was nothing like Jordan’s 38 points in Game 5 (6?) against the Jazz in the 1998 Finals. Sheesh.
Wade felt sick and needed IV fluids. They give IV fluids to almost anybody who feels anything these days. Wade did not have to be carried off the court by Shaq like Jordan leaned on Pippen at the end of the 1998 game. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not trying to take anything away from Dwayne Wade, but his performance certainly wasn't transcendent. It like everybody wants to be a witness to something special so badly that they’ll take anything above average to be special.
Oh, and the ESPN.com line is: “Miami mended two decades of playoff heartbreak Friday night, reaching its first NBA Finals with a 95-78 rout of Detroit.” Okay, they were an expansion team in 1988 or 1989… They sucked for about five years, then progressively got better with Glen Rice, Rony Seikaly, and Sherman Douglass (how about those names for you?!). Then they had Mourning and Co. Now Shaq and Wade. Great. We call it a progression. It’s not like they’ve had the best players in the NBA and kept losing in the playoffs for the last twenty years…
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Friday, June 02, 2006
Joke of the Day (paraphrased):
Sex after a few years gets boring. Sometimes I’ll do it doggie-style just so I can multi-task. The laundry doesn’t fold itself, you know. If you want to excite me, make it do something I haven’t seen before. Like the dishes.
-- Lynne Koplitz
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