Maybe what she didn’t think of as totally out of line when she was 14 (which was, after all) is something she’s come to re-consider as an adult?

I had a co-worker who had an affair with the head of HR. They were involved for some time. “Everyone” knew it.

I kept yelling about it while I watched with my wife. The whole falling thing, I thought, as I kept repeating, was a big deal, wasn’t it? The vague under-rotation of the last snippet of a turn was not as meaningful as a hard biff onto the ice, right? I was, clearly, mistaken in all senses. I do not understand this…

The aching doesn’t end. “WELCOME TO THE WORLD’S MOST FAMOUS ARENA!” I don’t want to hear it anymore...

I joked with a friend of mine when it was maybe 3 games into the season that we were only a game behind Cleveland.

I know your pain, and your feeling. How did I let myself think we might be talking playoffs? What kind of moron am I? It’s like having an addict that you keep letting move, bubbles style, into your…

Anybody want to pull up the link to the Bill Russell story about having his walls smeared with feces, and doing his jersey raising with no fans in the building? No? Ok.

I’m a yankee fan, and I get how and why everyone hates yankee fans. It’s just part of the process. Bostonians really believed that everyone was behind…

The game will become less and less exceptional as athletic talent in a sort of base sense is diverted to other sports, on a youth level, though. If the physical surreality fades, I think the game will be damaged as well.

Even if LeBron came in the off-season, the Knicks would be markedly worse than the current Cavs team, who can’t beat the Warriors.

So, that’s a dream that still requires some additional trades.

Sigh, and sigh.

How far is Luck from turning into Dr. Strangelove at this point? Is he ever going to be even 60% again?

I regret that I have but one star to give.

I talk quitting, but I’m too miserable to actually quit. I’m still here. I watched (as a suffering friend said) Patrick Ewing turn in Glenn Rice, and then turn into a bunch of scrubs. I watched Sprewell, and then whatever truckload of rims we had afterwards, all the way through Anthony, and now here we are.

“He’s ok.”

He…

Okay.

I don’t know about other white people, but I was in a room with more than a couple of them, and all of them (my white self included) were speechlessly shocked. We were possibly not the most indicative audience of white folks, though, in marketing terms.

Someone in my living room, a few seconds in, just said in quiet horror “is this... a car commercial?”

I feel like when snubbing someone, a cape is like a +10 snub item.

What was that weird object he was huffing the whole second half?

I see your comment, and I raise you one Gary Plauche.

It has made me sniff their deodorants in the store to see if any of them were ones I liked. I knew it was because of the advertising, and I was okay with that :)

I can recall plenty of bars that were old school, and a-bit-of-a-dive-ey, in Brooklyn or elsewhere, and that didn’t read as a “sports bar” but had one tv at each end of the room, sometimes a game was on, if there was one, sometimes there wasn’t. It’s a nice thing, and it didn’t make them SPORTS BARS. That’s a special…

Wasn’t the whole issue with Mo’Nique that she was kind of voted off of Hollywood island for not supporting the movie during awards season that she won the Oscar for? Not going to Cannes, etc.?

Has she appeared in anything at all since Precious, given that her assertion was that she was blackballed afterwards,…