I never did get around to making any predictions about the NCAA tournament, but in the pool that matters — and that would be the one with a $220 winner-take-all pot — I’m still alive, based on my fearless prediction that Georgia Tech would win it all. I’m also still alive based on the fact… Read More hoopage

And speaking of Jesus, I just read that the Monty Python guys are planning to bring back Life of Brian in theaters in April, ostensibly for the picture’s 25th anniversary. This time around, they’re going to market it as the polar opposite of The Passion of the Christ. If I’m picking just one Jesus movie,… Read More biggus dickus

The window of doooooom is no longer. The Honda dealership fixed that sucker, and now it rolls more smoothly than it has for several years. I probably shouldn’t be this excited about a piece of my car that is working like it’s supposed to, but I try to find happiness in the little things. And… Read More window goes up, window goes down … window goes up, window goes down … window goes…

Remember the Big Snow I wrote of a day ago? Please. We got an inch or two, a little freezing rain on top of that — just enough to make my drive to work a pain in the ass, but not much more. And that’s been it. What the hell am I going to do… Read More disaster du jour

It occured to me that my wife may be a bit uncomfortable with the fact that her name frequently appears in this blog. For whatever reason, she’s concerned with her anonymity vis a vis the internet, and although she hasn’t asked me to do so — partly because I don’t think she even knows this… Read More she’s gonna LOVE this

The local ESPN radio affiliate has chosen to run a locally produced show about the tournament every fucking midday until the tournament is over, which means I don’t get to hear the last few days of the Kornheiser show. Makes me want to kick Tim Benz in the head.