You can truly say your life is pretty plain there.

Dammit.

Tipper Gore was not amused by anything. Ever.

You shouldn’t hang me on a hook.
My mother hung me on a hook once.

My kid used to wear a lot of pullover hoodies - those hoods are really well secured to the sweatshirt part ...you know, if he doesn’t have belt loops.

Both of my parents are from the Cleveland area (east side - Heights represent!). I was raised in the 80’s on Cleveland sports. I remember a time when I was 7-8 when the Browns actually made the playoffs and had a decent team. I remember a time when ...no, the Indians were always unbearable.

Touche usually costs extra.

Sounds eerily like Chicago highway traffic. Eye makeup, shaving, getting dressed, eating ...yep, seen ‘em all. WELCOME HOME!

BTW, next time to miss LA traffic, find me. I’ll either ride up behind you in my sedan and make faces in your rearview or I can make unsignaled lane changes at 218mph. I’m a nice guy, so I’ll let you decide.

Ah yes, 3AM Tuesday ...good times. Good times.

Is there anything that King Julian can’t do?

Srsly.

Really? Everything I’ve ever seen in movies and TV tells me that ALL of LA is adjacent to the 405 and the entire highway is gridlock’d 24/7.

Texting, eating, shaving, doing make up ...I’ve seen it all. Personally, if I seen you putting on eye make up while driving, you can be pretty well assured that I’m going to get in front of you and make you stop short.

But that’s exactly the argument in favor of James, isn’t it? If he did indeed have shittier teammates, then he was, by definition, more valuable to that team that any single player was to Golden State (because there were several good players on GS and no single effort stood out).

It’s more a matter of transporting the Cup. In the event that there was a Game 7, it’s far easier to have Lord Stanley staying in Rosemont or somewhere right near O’Hare so it can jump on a plane.

The Cup arrived by plane and was probably housed near O’Hare airport. That was just in case it had to be transported to TB for Game 7. Anyone headed to the vicinity of the United Center who didn’t give themselves three hours for the drive (even if you started at 2pm) underestimated the mass of humanity (no Chicago fat…

No, you were probably doing 80 to keep up with the slower traffic.

Perfect is the enemy of done.

I’m not advocating half-assed answers and quarter-baked schemes here, but if you make or do or write something that accomplishes your task and does it well, it needn’t be PERFECT. Save that for version two-point-oh.

I’m in Sacramento regularly for work (Sunrise Mall, yo!) - I’m always up for talk about ridiculous cars and such. Also, I’m significantly more fun than Matt Hardigree. Doug DeMuro told me so.