A Special Treat Today
Sometimes I think I spoil you kids too much with all these updates, but as long as the comments keep on comin, I’m glad to keep it rollin. Anyway, I just turned in my genetics paper and need to unwind, so you children luck out and I will spend my entire hour long break before my next class on this update – pack a lunch.

Do My Eyes Fail Me?
As I walked in the library no more than three minutes ago, what do I see walking out? None other than a kid wearing a Pacer hat! As I do a doubly, nay, triple take to make sure it was in fact the golden P I saw on his hat I ask myself, “have I ever seen another Pacer hat being worn, not just on a rack?” I believe not. This is the equivalent of seeing someone selling weed on the campus of BYU, you just don’t see this.

Chap Chap Chap
The countdown is finally at zero. I see Uncle Chap at 7 p.m. tonight right here on the campus of UCSD. He will be appearing with Greer Barnes, who Kyle assures me is quite funny himself. However, I would be much happier if I lucked out like Brad, who got special guest Nick Cannon when he saw Chappy a week ago in Ontario. I mean come on, we all know that “Nick Cannon is hilarious.”

It’s a Marathon, Not a Sprint
My man B Curry flew out the gate yesterday with an 880 word blog update. We have seen this before from Brad in blogging competitions. He comes out strong for about three days and then disappears like Elian Gonzalez’ raft in the Bermuda Triangle. But who am I to hate, I usually pull the same shit. Anyway, Brad, if you’re out there (and I know you are cause neither of us has anything better to do than read each other’s blogs) you can’t hang with me on the blog tip – tap out.

Sam Cassel is Hilarius
Did the rest of ya’ll hear SC Phone Home (Brad Curry, Alta Loma High School, 1998) yappin about how if he wasn’t hurt the T-Wolves would be playin for the title in the finals? Well if you didn’t here’s a quote for ya:

"It's difficult," Cassell said as he trudged to the team bus. "Because I know for a fact that if I [were] healthy, we'd be moving on to the next round. No doubt about it in my mind.

"That's easier said than done. But I know it, and I think if you're a true basketball fan, you know it would have been different."

The worst part is, I think Sam is serious. However, note here a tactic he tried to employ in the final sentence. This is often used by Rasch, and is a sign of a weak argument. He manages to tie together being a true basketball fan with the idea that the series would have been different. This is a form of reverse psychology. Rasch will say stuff like, “Mikey, you’re a smart guy, you know that …” So of course it must be right, or else you’re not a smart guy right? Wrong….Wrong. It’s a horrible way to try to win an argument, idiots. I move on now.

Secrest...err Serena, OUT
Serena Williams got dropped by J-Cap in three sets today in the quarterfinals of the French Open. Normally, I would settle for this and be happy…but wait! Predator goes down in straight sets as well! This is too much, I can’t take it, I don’t know what to do with this happiness.

It’s That Time Again
Week 10 is rockin’ and rollin’, and if you’re in the quarter system you’re feelin the brunt of it’s pain. Pusey, Brad, Rasch, and the millions – AND MILLIONS – of this blog’s fans are tryin to finish this week as best we can, send us your help.

I Can’t Watch
No seriously, I can’t, like I said before I’m going to Chappelle tonight. Hopefully Stern will be on the phone like he was last night but with a better result. If he can get the East Finals to a game seven I think the Pacers can pull it out. But can he do it? Of course not. At least I wont have to see my boys go down in flames. Jamaal is dyin with that torn hammy, JO is playin on a sprained knee, Artest might miss the game because of a migrane headache … that’s interesting I get migranes every time he takes the ball on the offensive end and creates these isolation plays for himself like he’s Michael Jordan. It’s not gonna be a pretty sight.

Here’s a side note, For all of you who watched the Spurs/Lakers series. After game two the NBA “people in the know” were just about ready to take Tony Parker’s jersey to the Hall of Fame and have his shoes bronzed as he had become the greatest point guard ever to touch the hardwood. Then this funny thing happened. He got beat the hell up. The Lakers got physical with him in game three and he evaporated for the rest of the series – Lakers win in six. Artest if you’re listening (to me not the voices in your head) take note. Rip Hamilton plays with a broken nose! Hit that bitch real hard the first time he comes in the lane and he’ll never do it again. He’s the ONLY offensive threat for the Pistons!

Quite a Twosome
As I walked from class to the library I noticed some sort of rally goin on with a politician of some sort talking about rising costs of tuition. Anyway, the important part was the five people behind him who had apparently all given mini-speeches in support of his ideas. Who do I see seated right next to each other, none other than Ariana Huffington and Randy Jackson. I wonder if they tried to talk to each other. I don’t know what language Ariana speaks, but it fo damn sho ain’t English. And Randy, well he is whiter than Simon Cowell but still tries to speak ebonics to all the contestants on American Idol. Just thought that was interesting.

Quote of the Day
On my way to school this morning Rome unleashes this classic take regarding Raul Mondesi signing with the Angels:
“This sets a horrible precedent. Now any major leaguer unhappy with his contract can just concoct some story about the Dominican Tom Emansky trying to squeeze them for a little cash, and get right out of their deal”

Dominican Tom Emansky! Classic!

Your Welcome
That was an epic update, you kids better appreciate it. And Brad, just so you know – 1132 words.