Monday, March 19, 2007

My moment of uncontrolled nervous hysterical laughter.

And by "moment," I mean "one half hour."

Heather, in a stunning display of impudence, is reporting signs of nausea.

Remember that moment in Hoosiers where Gene Hackman's Coach gets thrown out of the game, leaving Dennis Hopper's Shooter, the hapless town drunk with basketball smarts, in charge of the team?

Remember the "deer in the headlights" look Shooter had? Remember him going fetal?

I'm Shooter--glad to meet you.

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