Don't Fake The Funk

Snowboarding

Glenn: I went snowboarding.
Cathy: That's great! Did you have fun?

Cathy: LOL! Funny-ass picture but...
Glenn: But?
Cathy: But how did you get the snowboard around the tree?
Glenn: Oh you're very astute.

Cool Quote

"Am I not destroying my enemies when I make friends of them?"

- Abraham Lincoln

Merry Christmas

What a strange Christmas this was. My cousins and I didn't play Halo 2 at all. Not one bit. We played Jeopardy!, a game I got as a gift from Beth. It's really cool. It comes with a base unit that delivers the questions and has three remote-control buzzers for the contestants. I have to admit, the game kind of opened up an old wound. A few months ago I was trying out to get on Jeopardy!. I didn't make it. Ah well, at least now I can live my dream a little bit with this game. And it's freakin' fun!

One thing my family and I did do that we always do when we get together was sing karaoke. The strange thing about that is I didn't sing all that much. I think I sang one or two songs. I was too busy playing Jeopardy!.

We were even playing Jeopardy! during the Lakers-Heat game, which, by the way, was pretty exciting. It just goes to show that what I said before that, "without Shaq, Kobe is just 'Nique" is true. Kobe scored 42 but allowed the rest of his team to only get scraps (besides Lamar Odom, that is).

My uncle asked me, "Don't you think Kobe is just as good as Jordan?" I replied that they play the same style, and they have the same killer instinct. Then I kind of drew a blank (because of Jeopardy!) as to why Kobe is not as good as Michael Jordan.

Then my cousin Richard said, "It's because Kobe doesn't make his teammates better." That hit the nail right on the head. Kobe is no team player. That's why he chafed under the triangle offense. That's why he chased away Shaq and is now chasing away Karl Malone. Ego? Well, all NBA players have egos. You have to if you want to get to that level. But Kobe's ego, it seems, makes everyone else on his team worse. He's no leader. But man, if only he could be...

Well whatever, Shaq and the Heat won. And I got a Jeopardy! game. Great Christmas!

Oh and another strange thing occured. I got a text message from someone in Oakland, California. Whoever it was didn't leave a name, just a Christmas message. But I don't know anyone in Oakland, California. Do I?

Wrapping Paper?

Take a look at the following picture while keeping in mind a few facts:

• My family is not Jewish.
• No one has married a Jewish person.
• We don't exchange presents with our Jewish neighbors.
• None of us can spell or pronounce "Channukah."

The explanation: my mom bought the Channukah wrapping paper not realizing that it was Channukah wrapping paper. It looks pretty nice, though, doesn't it? I've always liked dradles.

Fund Raising Typos

Glenn: We went Christmas carolling this weekend to raise money for Gawad Kalinga.
Teena: How much money did you raise?
Glenn: I think around $750.
Teena: That ain't bad.
Glenn: Got any ideas on how we can raise more money?
Teena: Bake sale? Garage sale? Some kind of sale?
Glenn: Not bad ideas, but you won't make much money doing that.
Teena: True. How about a dance-a-thong?
Glenn: Whoa.
Teena: Oops my bad. I meant "thon."
Glenn: Been spending a bit too much time in Victoria's Secret, huh?
Teena: Well, you'd definitely raise some money then.
Glenn: True.

Infusion Confusion

You know that Spalding basketball commercial where Paul Pierce is playing streetball inside a completely enclosed, and apparently inescapable, out-door court? You know the one where he blocks a shot and the ball bounces about eighty feet over a spike fence and gets lost in an bottomless alley? They're all stuck, because there are ten players and only one of them thought of bringing a basketball. To a basketball court. To play basketball.

Someone says, "Little man got a ball!" and Pierce gets that poor kid to give him his Infusion basketball by letting the air out and pushing it through a bend in the fence, instead of just taking his Mercedes to Sports Authority to buy another one. "Little Man" smiles while he's doing it, too.

Little Man, a multi-millionaire just stole your basketball. Poor kid.

Love & Basketball

I just watched the movie again, and the scene where Sanaa Lathan's character Monica talks to her mother about how it was important to her that she watch her games really touched me.

That scene brought back memories of how I used to wish like crazy that my dad would go watch my games. He was always pretty busy, but during those early years when I was just starting out, I always thought that he was embarassed about how bad I was.

I'm sure he wasn't, but his absence still hurt. I used that as motivation to get better and eventually I got good enough to play ball in college. But I wonder sometimes if he did come watch me play, would I have been better or worse than I am? All sons do things to get their fathers' approval. I wonder if my dad went that route if it would have been better motivation for me to improve my game.

That being said... you can't get much better than playing D3 ball. Heh.

I'm Gonna Say It

At the same point in their careers, Lebron James is much better than Michael Jordan was. There. I said it. Now discuss.

I apologize in advance if this jinxes Lebron's career

T.R.O.Y.

(T)hey (R)eminisce (O)ver (Y)ou

G: I was the only Asian dude on an all-black basketball team.
Jeff: Hah and at an engineering school too.
G: I admit my jumpshot was pretty sweet back then.
Jeff: Sweet? Damn yo, they used to double-team your ass.
G: They used to double-team both of us.
Jeff: Shoot, you were Peja before Peja was Peja. Except you can jump.
G: And pass.
Jeff: I don't know about passing, but you used to sky, nigga. You sure you ain't black?
G: You calling me a ball-hog?
Jeff: Just cuz you led the team in assists one year doesn't mean that shoe don't fit.
G: Yeah yeah...
Together: It was the system.

Big Difference

Glenn: Your house is exactly 38.8 miles from my house.
Beth: Wow.
Glenn: Oops I mean 38.9 miles.
Beth: WOW!!!!!
Glenn: Uh, that was only a 0.1 difference.

Fighting Nemo

Glenn: Who do you think would win in a fight: Flounder (from Little Mermaid) vs. Nemo?
Vette: I'll take the clown fish. He may have a deformed fin, but dude survived a sewage drain.
Vette: That's gangsta.
Glenn: Word. But Flounder has a hot best friend.
Vette: I'm a straight chick... I ain't attracted to her.
Glenn: ... and he somehow moved the stone statue of Prince Eric from where ever it fell during the storm into Ariel's treasure trove.
Vette: Didn't he move something else that caused the statue to move?
Glenn: Well they never show in the movie exactly how he moved it.
Vette: You got too much time on your hands for remembering that.