When our Buckeyes start play in the Big Ten tournament Friday at noon, they’ll be wearing new uniforms. The form-fitting Nike jerseys carry a LeBron James logo. Am I the only one who thinks the tight top with the baggy shorts looks ridiculous? Yeesh. I understand the thinking here, especially from a merchandising standpoint. I… Read More no alibi.
The intro to this video does a good job of explaining what’s going on here. I have only this to add: IT TOOK FIVE FREAKING HOURS? Kids these days. Grrr.
I’m not sure what to call what’s been falling for the past several hours. I know our truck was covered with ice when I walked out to the parking lot to head home. I know that the truck was pelted with something frozen during the entire trip. And I know, thanks to The Wife, that… Read More snow. and other stuff.
See this picture? This is exactly what it does not look like in the hills around here at this moment. And that’s bad for Uncle Crappy. For the past few years — ever since I re-discovered skiing — I’ve had a replacement obsession ready to go immediately after the completion of football season. But this… Read More cold soon, please.
When I switched over to Blogger’s new beta thingie a couple of months ago, I created a tag for situations just like this. Only now, the tag seems completely, utterly inadequate. The tag in question? “Hopeless Cleveland Sports.” It was created with the Browns in mind, although the Indians’ weak 2006 season — the highlight… Read More miserable. grim. disgusting.
Uh, Secretary Rumsfeld? Couldn’t you have found some soldiers in the United States to say goodbye to? I mean, wouldn’t that have been a little less expensive than flying to Iraq? Good answer.
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