Ice Carvings

Conversely (see previous blog entry), i achieved something that has been simmering under competitive fires for over 3 plus years now. I am part of the champion team of the Tuesday Basketball Club one-night tournament. And it happened with me joining the most underrated team in the 4-team special. And they won despite me! Being one of the senior members and the only one yet to win this once-in-a-while tournament, it felt good to finally nail one W down. Considering that i was robbed twice by buzzer beaters in previous events, including the most asinine game review ever: video reviews supposedly confirmed the opponent's shot came in as the horn sounded. When i went to watch the video the other guys took, the disputed shot in its entirety was totally covered by one of the players backside. But i'm not bitter anymore about that. The sweet laurel of victory is mine to cherish, until at least the next tournament scheduled early next year. ---- This is a crappy blog post. I guess I

Damn you, Sacramento Kings. here we go again. the moment i post something about the damn team, they go on a 3-game losing streak. From 3-1, they now sport 3-4. They just lost to a team ranked lower than them (it's possible) by 10 points at their own home court. Major, nay, epic Fail. It hurts to root for a team that loses, despite the fact it was never expected to win in the first place. It hurts to be a fan, despite the fact that the Kings haven't made money off me in the form of tickets, merchandise, or game broadcasts. Even the fans at Sactown Royalty have set a new record of being collectively disgusted with the team this early in the season. Maybe i should stop blogging about them. Or maybe it's time to root for a new team... Heaven forbid.

NBA Basketball season is amongst us, all ye faithful. which means nothing to most of you, but is the difference between me sleeping at 1030 and sleeping at 1045. I don't actually watch entire games (save for Kings games whenever the opportunity arrives) on a daily basis, as i loathe the daily fare Basketball TV has scheduled for us: a. Teams better than the Kings - why the hell should i watch them? b. Teams worse than the Kings - see a. As of this writing, my beloved team is mired at the middle, with 3 wins and 3 losses and nowhere near its potential. Add to that a declining fanbase (especially here in the country), the possibility of moving to another city, and the seeming disinterest of a number of national sportswriters in the US, and you'll probably ask me the next time i see any of you: "Why the Kings? They're nobodies." (although even more probable is that nobody gives a flyin' frick and move on to the next blog entry. Hence no need to ask questions wher

I caught a glimpse, but its been forgotten So here we are again I made a vow, to carry you home... home I really tried to do what you wanted It all went wrong again I made a vow, to carry you home If you fall sick, if you pass out I figured it out, I can see again - Bloc Party, "So Here We Are" This just works on so many levels... sigh.

For those of you who read the previous entry, you'd probably expect this by now. I bought the two remaining books of the Millennium trilogy and had to finish it, in the same way that after four good books, i had to read the rest of the Harry Potter series. At least Millennium didn't suck like HP. Harry Potter could die and resurrect himself in the last two books and i couldn't care less. Oh wait, he did pretend to die in the last book. Ugh. Anyway, I think Larsson inadvertently stumbled upon The Successful Formula for Writing Trilogies: 1. Book One should be standalone and bring enough of a good story, as well as an intriguing plotline. 2. Book Two should be a cliffhanger. The bad boys usually win at this point. 3. Nobody cares about Book Three at this point except to finish it, as everybody knows the hero/ine will win, and the bad guys dead or shamed into less threatening day jobs, so our expectations have been set. But might as well end it with a bang. Or happily. Mostly,