Ramblings

It’s near the end of the first round of the NBA Playoffs and it’s more than what I expected. Then again, I didn’t expect much. As a Bulls fan, my one worry coming in was an injury to Derrick Rose and guess what happens, he sprains his ankle. Given, it’s not a broken leg nor a torn ACL, but still, the sports gods hate me… I do love watching OKC. They’re just young and spry. Maybe a little too spry. I can just see a late possession where Westbrook turns the ball over without getting a shot off or pulls up for a long jumper which comes nowhere close. Wait, he did that last night, didn’t he?… I hope the Spurs come back and win this series with the Grizzlies. I don’t want their run to end with a whimper in the first round. I’ve enjoyed watching the Spurs play the last ten years. Just the ball movement and Parker/Ginobili slashing through seams… I live in Portland, so I’ve had to deal with the bitching about referees. I remember living in Sacramento in the early 2000s and the fans there bitched about the refs. When I lived in D.C., the Wizards sucked too much for anyone to bitch. But, I wonder, do fans always just bitch about the refs when their teams lose? Or is it just in some areas of the country. I wish I could’ve been in Utah when Jordan made his shot.

I’m trying to read The Corrections again. I’ve had it on my shelf for nearly a decade after reading the first ten pages. Next on the queue is Chang-Rae Lee’s The Surrendered. It better not suck. He’s probably my favorite novelist of the last 20 years. Then again, most of the novelists I’ve been reading the last 20 years write Asian American literature so I’ve probably missed out on a few good books. Any suggestions? Due to pressure, I did pick up a copy of Chuck Palahniuk’s Choke. I figure it’ll give me some variety.

I watched Love and Other Drugs a couple days ago. Wow, I love me some Anne Hathaway. Wow. If there’s a better combination of talent and looks, I wanna meet her. Then again, I’m susceptible to brunettes. So what if I’m biased?

Started rewatching The Sopranos. Y’know, it’s not as good as I recall. It’s still very good, but it doesn’t have the same effect as when I initially watched it. (Not like The Wire, which seems to get better with every viewing. More on that at a later time.) The weirdest thing is how young Meadow looks. I don’t remember her looking that young when the show came out in 1999. Then again, I was also much younger in 1999 and closer to her actual age in the show. It’s like not realizing how young college girls look until you’re about 5 years out of school… And I’ll leave you with that.

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