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.
- Hood.
- 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.
- Lit-links.
- Terry Riley.
- Missed.
- Swim.
- When I laugh.
- Lovetown.
- 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):
9.
E.E. Cummings
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.
