(Continued from page 9) “...and that’s when the CHUDs got me....”

Half of the pages were left blank in anticipation of future, better words.

Hinkie left the Sixers? Makes sense; most of their fans did a while ago.

Why not both?

That shot made me sick. I was almost convinced that this game would go to overtime. And then... :)

I saw him mouth the words, “Good shot” after Jenkins sank the game-winner.

So did my visit to Show World.

I didn’t have the wherewithal to record my reaction, because my brain had immediately turned to soup.

Requisition me a beat!

¡Sí, Se Puede!

Thank you. Be proud! You guys have a great team at UNC and you will be back there again soon.

Was that the Broncos-Packers SB?

Way ahead of you (when Paige sank the game-tying three)

I’m on cloud nine right now. Couldn’t be any prouder of these guys. Great early birthday present from my alma mater!

I’m happy I got to see this man play basketball live. Every time I’d go to see a game featuring A.I. at the then-”F.U. Center” it was an all-out event, and I was never disappointed.

Huh. OK, then! Thanks for the knowledge.

I never understood what it meant to be released “under your own recognizance.” I just figured it involved pointing to a picture of yourself and saying, “Yup, that’s me.”

Upon further review, I have no choice but to agree. Hickory smoke is by far better-smelling than the dumpster fire odor of cigar smoke.

A wise man once said, “Cigars are breath fresheners for people who eat shit.” I never understood their appeal — unless the emission of a nauseating smell that induces headaches, and smoke that leaves you and your clothing hickory-scented for hours, are considered appealing.

I spent my childhood watching and loving TOS (although that end-credits cut to the ugly-ass “Corbomite” alien scared the crap out of me), and my adolescence admiring Captain Picard. And I can still remember my reaction to the end of “Best of Both Worlds, Part I”: Stunned, mouth agape for what seemed like an hour.