Because I sent 2 minutes writing it, I’m going to stick it in here…
“Hello, and welcome to another edition of the Junk Drawer, hosted by yours truly…. You know this is why I couldn’t be in radio, my name, it’s not a good DJ name. Maybe I should get a pen name? She’s so lucky, she’s a star but she cries, cries,cries with a lonely heart. That was all for you Tom. Actually, I had to watch that music video like 20 times when it first came out in like ‘99. This girl was obsessed with it and we (sister and I) stayed at her house while my parents went to gamble in Ocean City. Interesting experience, also the first time I watched Big Daddy. That remains the only Adam Sandler movie I’ve watched all the way through. This was repeated in Vegas, where I watched pay per view with my sister, and ordered room service. I think I watched Unbreakable, O’ Brother Where Art Thou, and Erin Brockowitz (that probably isn’t the spelling but whatever) this way.

I can do stream of consciousness all day baby.”

Also I don’t know. Most of my teachers have been pretty bleh, so far (high school). I remember all my teachers for the most part. My 6th grade math teacher was favorite of mine, he was a former hippy, and wore tore rings. My 6th grade science teacher was a bit of a creep, and he dissected a lamb (also broke it’s ribs and took out it’s heart) without wearing surgical gloves. My 8th English grade teacher was a former Vietnam war vet that detailed several gruesome motorcycle accidents that he reported as a police officer. Once I got to high school I kind of became that kid teachers hate, I don’t really know why exactly. Maybe it’s because I’m sarcastic and tend to come off as arrogant? I don’t know. But I’ve gotten in plenty of arguments these past 4 years.

Imaginary inside information leads me to believe that Lebron injured his ankle during the Team USA scrimmage while trying to guard Jerryd “Dracula” Bayless.

While Lebron crumpled over in pain, Bayless quickly ran over and promptly tore a chunk of flesh off the King’s neck with his bloodthirsty teeth. My oh my, Team USA….what have you got yourselves into?

I’ve had one at every level, except grad school. In grade school the kids moved as a group to the next teacher and on the last day of 4th grade we were told who our next teacher would be and on the playground the kids in our class said “oh you poor kids” and we fretted all summer. But we loved her! Don’t know if we changed or our class just clicked with her, but she was great.

In jr hi it was my 7th & 8th grade science teacher. We could get him off on long tangents, but, except for his yrs as a Marine, were science related. In high school it was a class called Far East taught by a woman who was passionate about her subject – she had lived in China for a number of years. She took us on shopping expeditions to Seattle’s International District on Saturdays ending with authentic Chinese food which we had to eat with chopsticks (and no sugar in the tea.)

My fave college teacher taught cultural Anthropology – and he came to Anthro only in graduate school – he was going for his PhD in English and took Anthro as a cross campus course and fell in love with it. He spent time in Australia researching folk music and became a recognized authority on that subject. He’d often bring his guitar to class…

Beyond grade school the connecting thread was a deep passion for the subject —something I tried to remember during my own teaching years (which was hard as I taught third grade and I had to teach everything...) :)

If I was going to play court rivals, I’d make a guy named Jack Strop. //that’s just too marvelous for words…

Because of something dark in the window behind her, I think she has her hair teased up in the front like the girls from the mid-1980’s.

Width is every bit as important as height…

B-Roy is 24 today.

Some of the ins, and outs, would be nice. I would look at the forums on the game website, but it’s so conviluted. That would be helpful for many I think. Eventually we need to dominate pro play, so lets get to it!

I would mistype a 5 letter word in a sentence picking on someone about spelling.

for your viewing pleasure:

WNBA highlight clip

Since everyone is talking about music today let’s hear what are you listening to this summer, or what is your favorite song of the summer(I dont like to call them jams.)?

I will get the ball rolling with:

artist: Modern Life is War
album: Witness
song: D.E.A.D.R.A.M.O.N.E.S.

I always forget how good this band was. Unfortunately I was doing a lot of schooling during their heyday so I only got to see them once. One of the few bands that has put out heartfelt records in the past few years in the genre of punk/hardcore. timbo will hate this record.

artist: MDC
album: not the self titled album

I keep going out of my way to find good songs by this band that were not on the self titled album, which also happens to be one of, if not, the best record of all time. The band that wrote “I Remember” also wrote a song about tofu spaghetti. So far my favorite song of the non s/t albums is “Thanks for Giving me Something I didnt Want” which is a nice little diddy about how as americans we are expected to blindly be thankful for things like war and genocide. A thought provoking song that is also catchy, just like the entire s/t album.

trying the nutella.

Mystery solved. This is how he could infect other players with his DNA!!!

Big Show host (BS): “I understand that today on the Big Show we have Brett Favre in studio. Come into the booth and tell our listeners all about that squabble in Green Bay.”

[Scraggly-looking woman walks in and sits down.]

BS “Maam, are you Brett Favre’s Mom? Mrs. Favre?”
OW (Old Woman): “No. I told that producer fella my name is Bev Faarte.”
BS: “Bev Fart?”
OW: “No. Bev FAARTE!”
BS: “Okay, then.”
OW: “And this program is not treating me fairly!”
BS: “How so, I thought I was being cordial …”
OW: “Not you! Management! You don’t remember me, do you? I cleaned the toilets around here last season. Not on salary. I was under contract. They asked me if I was going to come back this month or finally retire. They pressured me. An old woman. Me. Bev Faarte. Who gave years of toilet service to this show. I needed more time to decide. Now you got some young thing cleaning your toilets with no proven record of professional level sanitation experience!”
BS: “I see. That could be a problem. My co-host, for instance …”
OW: “So I retired but I didn’t mean it! That scene in the lobby, with the crying and the cameras … I was conflicted. Now I want my job back or a guaranteed contract with another sports talk radio show. You could trade me, maybe for a decent stats guy.”
BS: “Bev, I have been passed a question by the producer. He wants me to ask you about your use of a company-issued cell phone to call-in to rival talk stations.”
OW: “I have no comment.”
BS: “Thank you, Bev Fart.”
OW: “That’s Faarte!”
BS: “Yes. Yes, it is.”

How many posts on the front page do we need about how lucky we are? This is like we’re a bunch of alcoholics on a 12 step program and we need to reassess everything we’ve done in life.

I can’t believe I’m saying this, but we need more trade rumors and free agent talk, I think.

As my Sensei always says, ” Those that are willing to teach,
will have the greatest reward. Growth through learning”.
My favorite teacher was my freshman history teacher, Mr.
Dickerson. He had a way of presenting history as the stories of
people who overcame adversity with hard work and intelligence,
leading to triumph. He was also my freshman baseball coach,
and combined my two favorite subjects in work and play.
I never would have made it thru high school math if I hadn’t had
a wonderful Algebra teacher in Ms. Carlson. She gave me a lot of
one on one help to pass through my least engaging subject. Thanks
to her, I came to understand how caring about students could help
inspire young minds to succeed in life.
Cheers to the teachers/coaches who CARE !

BLAZERVISION !!!!

my 8th grade teacher granted us the “reward” for “good behavior” of being able to watch “Alien” when it first came out, and on one of those LP sized digital discs.

I cant imagine how we actually earned that, if he knew what all we got away with… eh… he probably knew…

So this guy truly cared about us. He had every violent scene and swear word plotted so as to either FF thru or mute. I remember most about the movie was when he let a cuss word slip and then he rewound it it and muted it. We were all wooping it up as he tried to tell us to settle down.

I think this is a great topic that helps remind us there’s alot more important things in life then the next NBA dynasty.

My first grade teacher was also infuential to my development. Many times my fanny was spanked by her clown paddle with the ball and rubber band removed. That was back when it was ok for a teacher to marm you. The good old days that is.

I just read that KP’s been at the USA practices. So now that makes LMA, Bayless, Nate and KP with some involvement. KP’s not doing much per se, but you know he’s scheming something. At the very least, he’s keen on the scene with lot’s of high talent.

Jason Hart to Clippers. Brevin Knight to Jazz.
On first look that move actually makes Utah more dangerous, as it solidifies their backup for Williams. Brevin is older, but a better contributor over his career and still at this point.

Lame

I said it before, people give that word too much power.