Well, that was inevitable. Kobe Bryant is just that good. But my eyes were opened by Bobby Jackson and his ability to finish around the basket. His minutes need to be upped in game two, even if it means Bibby has to sit a little. Now it's time to get out and enjoy what's left of this beautiful San Francisco day.
The sun glances in the window, warming the room. A roommate cranks Metallica's "Master of Puppets" while showering.
I wonder if SNL tonight will address this little fiasco/tennis-ball-in-the-path-of-the-Bush-PR-"Juggernaut"-brand-steamroller that the president finds himself in with respect to the news of the warnings the administration received prior to Sept. 11. SNL and the lovely, intelligent, sweet sweet Tina Fey are pretty timely these days in terms of breaking political news. I wouldn't be surprised to see a skit with Will Ferrell, as Bush of course, playing beer pong or something while his aides (who, in reality, are the ones who are culpable) try to brief him on the reports.