Gary took a program still grievously shocked by Len Bias' death (Len Bias was the best player I ever saw play in person) and on severe probation for rules violations by his predecessor and reestablished Maryland as the clear third best ACC program and won - with a senior/junior based team - as honest a national championship as can be when run by the NCAA racketeers. He ran a clean program, and if at 67 he still won't give handjobs to AAU coaches in exchange for access to their prima donnas but is tired of hearing how he can't win because he won't, Lefty bless him.
- *It was more than that of course. I lost helmetball first, then baseball, then basketball, and perhaps I'm simply girding emotionally for when my soccer team leaves town but I feel the soccer starting to slip away from me too (though that first champs game between fucking Barca and fucking Madrid brought it above subliminal for me). More later or, if we're all lucky, not.
- Revenge and justice.
- Words and actions.
- Cons and conspiracies.
- Abhor violence, but....
- Own it.
- The growing cover-up. More on this too tomorrow, but maybe this will be enough: truth, in propaganda, is the last consideration.
- Rhetorical question.
- Thug life.
- Street life.
- International Day of the Midwife.
- For E.J. Dionne it's love again.
- Everything is hard.
- The Ayn Rand Social Club.
- God answers Michelle.
- Here's Lisa's Pupetto:
- The Kindly Ones. As some asshat commented there: I loved hating it so much I still can’t stop thinking about it two months later.
- The Kindly Ones.
- Terry Riley.
- When I laugh.
- I had a bunch more songs (and lit-links and moco links and general links) but motherfucking blooger ate the post, a much more frequently happening occurrence. What the fuck? So, here's Lisa's Bennie (and a reminder to send your cats to me):
there are so many tictoc clocks everywhere telling people what toctic time it is for tictic instance five toc minutes toc past six tic Spring is not regulated and does not get out of order nor do its hands a little jerking move over numbers slowly we do not wind it up it has no weights springs wheels inside of its slender self no indeed dear nothing of the kind. (So,when kiss Spring comes we'll kiss each kiss other on kiss the kiss lips because tic clocks toc don't make a toctic difference to kisskiss you and to kiss me)
Well, doublefuck, motherfucking youtube is broken and won't provide embedding code. Song later, or not.