Wednesday, May 21, 2003


Having to cancel tonight's tribal dance / seance / Spurs idolatry session at our house despite the previous announcement that attendance would be mandatory. Amy and I are putting on our war paint and heading to the front lines of the battle instead.


Getting tickets was very last minute and very unexpected. I like to think of it as God's sense of humor showing again. The ORANGE ALERT terror advisory I made light of yesterday, will probably mean I'll be strip searched going into the SBC center tonight.

I am confident the Spurs will win this evening. I'm hopeful Stephen Jackson will be properly medicated finally. It's time he realized the distinction between being offensive, and playing offense.

I'm also hoping tonight's contest will more closely resemble a professional basketball game than did Monday's nationally televised game of "Whack-A-Mole".