Red Beans and Rice Saturday
Well...the internet was on the fritz yesterday. No blog - what a shame. Instead of posting, I frolicked and cavorted in the grass with my puppypal Roscoe. That's a lie. Yesterday was cold and windy. The kind of windy that cuts through your layers of clothing and makes you wish you were inside drinking hot cider. But it didn't make me want to drink hot cider because the smell of said drink has never appealed to me. I wanted some Butterfingers hot chocolate.
Today I played basketball. The Leaders of the university get together in their nice gym (always locked unless they are there) 3 nights a week to play basketball.
I really like basketball - I wish I could watch the Celtics play. I think they have a real shot at the championship this year. KG, Ray Allen, and Paul Pierce have the skill to rock the NBA this year. Good luck to them.
I digress.
I play basketball with the college students outside on the playground a couple of times a week. As I mentioned, it has been getting pretty darn cold so outside games have come to a halt. My friend, Mr. Downstairs, told me about the leaders getting together and invited me to go with him. I had a really good time. Playing on hardwood is a vast difference from playing on cement. It was funny to watch the leaders play basketball. For the most part they were really good. it wasn't their skill that was funny. In between games they would smoke! I couldn't believe it. We were all standing around sweating. i just wanted to drink lots of water. They wanted the opposite of water. They wanted fire. Crazy guys. I'm looking forward to Monday and more basketball.
Here are some lyrics from "a glass can only spill what it contains" by mewithoutYou
I was halfway listening to what she thinks she knows
We're like children dressing in our parents' clothes, saying:
"Nobody knows me,
no one knows my name,
No, nobody knows me..."
I half-heartedly explained
but gave up peacefully ashamed
as a glass can only spill what it contains
we went to Portugal and Spain
and in her mind the entire time it rained!
a glass can only spill what it contains
Today I played basketball. The Leaders of the university get together in their nice gym (always locked unless they are there) 3 nights a week to play basketball.
I really like basketball - I wish I could watch the Celtics play. I think they have a real shot at the championship this year. KG, Ray Allen, and Paul Pierce have the skill to rock the NBA this year. Good luck to them.
I digress.
I play basketball with the college students outside on the playground a couple of times a week. As I mentioned, it has been getting pretty darn cold so outside games have come to a halt. My friend, Mr. Downstairs, told me about the leaders getting together and invited me to go with him. I had a really good time. Playing on hardwood is a vast difference from playing on cement. It was funny to watch the leaders play basketball. For the most part they were really good. it wasn't their skill that was funny. In between games they would smoke! I couldn't believe it. We were all standing around sweating. i just wanted to drink lots of water. They wanted the opposite of water. They wanted fire. Crazy guys. I'm looking forward to Monday and more basketball.
Here are some lyrics from "a glass can only spill what it contains" by mewithoutYou
I was halfway listening to what she thinks she knows
We're like children dressing in our parents' clothes, saying:
"Nobody knows me,
no one knows my name,
No, nobody knows me..."
I half-heartedly explained
but gave up peacefully ashamed
as a glass can only spill what it contains
we went to Portugal and Spain
and in her mind the entire time it rained!
a glass can only spill what it contains
