Winner??? Loser??? Sitting at Bar None watching the game on Sunday we watched not one game, but several. We were strategically placed so we could watch both the television and the bar area. I think a majority of the people watching the game were already seated and didn't have much else on their mind. But, those trickling in for refreshment after walking the arduous seven blocks of the Union Street Art Festival found other sport - with each other. While it was painful to watch the Kings build a brickhouse with their freethrows, it was amusing to hear a guy say to a girl, "It's a shame you're a Laker fan, we could've dated." Then watch her stalk away. *insert Tim the Tool Man Taylor bark*

Or during halftime in the girls bathroom...hearing this after a Buffy had just barfed --
Buffy 1: "Oh girlfriend, I want to do a shot with you!!!"
Buffy 2: A slightly gargled "I don't think I should..."
Buffy 1: " Oh c'mon, just one more hooter!! With meeeee...!!!"
Buffy 2: wiping the sweat off her brow "Oh! OK!!!"

As the warm weather was beginning to peek through, sandals emerged as the footwear of choice on Sunday. Let me just say..."Gentlemen, before you bust out the sandals, please take note: Women prepare for sandal weather. So should you. You don't need to shave your legs, but, you may want think about a pumice stone, perhaps a pedicure, or at the very least, some vitamin E oil and a nail clipper before you show your tootsies off to the world." I saw claws. I saw yellowed gnarly digits. *gags* And the hammertime. Oh god. Eddie Murphy just don't know!!!! (if you don't get it, please watch Boomerang). I'm just saying....

And this was relayed to me: On his walk over to join us, my friend Marcus noticed this girl walking towards him. For all intents and purposes she looked fine, until she got closer and he saw that she had gotten a bit ... doused. She was wearing a Tshirt....the really odd thing was that she wasn't fully doused -- just her boobies. He said he thought maybe she was lactating, but....there were no kiddies to be seen. And our wet tshirt contestant was later spotted in the Bar None. Lactating was the word of the day after that.

Oh for the love of Mike.... What a weekend. First Boston loses (ok, that wasn't as big of a crusher as...) then Sacto loses. Did anyone else think that Game 6 was clearly a fix? And well..what was that airball that Peja threw up? I can speak of this no more. I'm going to go sulk. I am not answering my phone cuz my friend MC might call to give me the business.

I also bought Harry Potter and Oceans Eleven this weekend. Twice I tried to watch Harry Potter and TWICE I fell asleep. Hrm.