Sunday, December 14, 2008

Goodbye to You...

You being school, that is.

As of Saturday at 12:00pm, school is nothing more than a distant memory.

Here's a quick recap of the half quarter:

1. Statistics - It's all in the... what? What are we looking for? ... (Pause, Nod, Stare, Repeat 1x)
.....Eeeevidence.

2. Ok look/ Now look/ But look (Repeat as many times as desired)

3. Pearls of wisdom from guest speakers...

- When laying people off, be sure to stay near the door. Protect yourself. Especially if they're bigger than you.

- For some people, layoffs are for the better, for others it's...(pause)...different.

With all my new found free time, I'll be able to enjoy the finer things in life...cooking and the Lakers. I found this blog post on good old Yahoo! sports to be particularly amusing. Mainly for the hilarious Walton pic.

Do the Lakers have marshmallow inside?

Luke Walton

Getty Images

A contributor to the Lakers blog in the Los Angeles Times is convinced the Lakers are soft? Are they?

The Lakers are still softer than a Johnny Mathis love song. They're "Chances Are" in sneakers.

The Lakers are still softer than the baby powder Kevin Garnett claps into the faces of the Celtics' courtside timekeepers.

The Celtics have the eye of the tiger, the Lakers have the eye of the pussycat.

For instance: When Paul Pierce goes out at night, he gets stabbed. When Sasha goes out, he gets his tips colored. Or buys a new headband.

Do you know what happened at a Celtics game the other night? Garnett screamed and berated Glen Davis, making him actually cry. Davis is as big as your house and the Big Ticket is so mean, he made the kid cry like, well, a Big Baby.

Lamar Odom throws a pass to no one except Sasha Vujacic standing in front of the bench, they both have a good giggle over it. The Lakers are just cute.

There's no crying in Laker basketball, just giggling.

The Lakers have 3 soft Euros, a guy (Luke Walton) who lives at the beach and a guy who can tell you which is a better product, Nivea or Neutrogena.

Source: Los Angeles Times

I'm pretty sure this article is one fat complement in disguise. I mean, who doesn't like a good marshmallow? Or Kobe's new shoes? They get my approval. And clapping in the face of timekeepers? That's just childish. But not as much as crying...ahem, Davis. But giggling? That's healthy...some might even say positive reinforcement. And cute? Who doesn't like cute? Sure sounds like jealousy to me. And Walton? Well, I've never been a fan of that one.

If you want to see the big baby in action...you can check it out here

If there's anyone/anything I depise more than Paul Pierce it's gotta be the Phoenix Suns. It warms my heart to know I'm not alone. Yahoo! Sports hosted a "Suns Collage Photoshop Contest". Here are some of my favs.

"Let's Talk It Out"



Sumo Time



And! At this exact time next week, I'll be back home! Probably spending my days lying around the beach, looking up at this...



Is it next Sunday yet? Is it?

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