If hearing that the Lakers "wet the bed" in huge c**-piles last night against the Celtics wasn't bad enough, I think that I have to put this version of Friday the 13th in perspective: some people have it worse than me. Sure, I inadvertently ripped a $5 bill in half and snapped open the cap of a bottle of Clairol Herbal Essences due to a lack of iron and vitamins that improve your balance and hand-eye coordination, but this Friday the 13th was one that saw some people have it worse.
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Poor Tim Russert. If there was any worse a day to pass away, it's due to collapsing before an episode of Meet The Press on Friday the 13th. Not only that, he was only in his late 50's. It's a huge shame when I heard the news from KFWB News 980.
Rest in peace, noble newscaster.
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Men and women of Tucker Elementary, it's not your fault that your school closed. A meaningless war in a land far away and the cause's support of a leader of a once-free world resulted in closed schools, grim budgets, and lives and livelihoods lost in the dusts of history, the winds of change.
This is a year of huge changes, of restructured groups and economies slowing down to a recession-style halt. Education used to be the weapon to transform lives. Now it is war that is the alternative, and a vain alternative at that.
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Barring a miracle, the Celtics of Bostonia are due to deliver their first trophy in over two decades. The Socceroos are one victory away from advancing to the next stage of qualifying for the World Cup, and the US Soccer MNT is less than two days away from slicing and dicing the Bajans to shreds. Suddenly, with summer here, the talk of football season (American football, that is) and women's volleyball pervades, and the countdown to the conventions (Anime Expo, the Democratic and Republican National Conventions, among a few) is in full swing.
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As for me, I am staying at home, hoping to avoid any bad things coming my way.
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