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I must have this car. Zero to 60 in 4 seconds, max speed over 130 mph, 250 miles per charge. No gasoline allowed.

Now, I’m not a frequent visitor of Cute Overload, but today I got a hankerin’ for some puppies. While browsing I came across a picture of not just a priceless puppy, but also a priceless reaction. I feel your pain, little girl.

Another post reminds me of the time that Spike put his mouth around my neck as a baby, and looked to my mom for the go-ahead to bite down. She was none too pleased, but who knew such things could turn into a photo op? At first I thought these parents were crazy to let a dog of that size around a baby, but now I see why they did. Sorry, but I still think dogs are cuter than babies.

Finally, I leave you with Dog Haiku by anonymous.

And there you have it. The NBA Finals are over, and the Miami Heat have reigned supreme over the Dallas Mavericks. What a relief. Now normally I would root for Dallas, being from Texas. But not while Mark Cuban is in charge. That guy is such a shower¹. So, hats off to Dwayne Wade, and yes, even you, Shaq. After losing two games, the Heat came back to win four-straight. Sucks for that Hasselhoff-loving werewolf.

We didn’t go down town.

I guess the Spurs are going to keep alternating years for their championships. Head coach Greg Popovich has wasted no time in trading Rasho “The Puncher” Nesterovic for two guys from Toronto. One is a big man who can knock down three-pointers. The other is a veteran forward. I think it’s a good trade, but it always hurts a little bit when we lose one of our guys.

1. “Shower” in French is douche.

Hey, Mark Cuban, I guess you’ll have to see our muddy-ass river one more time. Well, maybe more than once, if you get tickets to the finals.

Sacramento: thanks for bringing it for game two. It made for a suspenseful game.

Well, as long as no one’s going to read this blog, I thought I could at least help others with their Websites. This week I noticed a JavaScript problem with Mark Pilgrim‘s site, and I emailed him about it. He actually emailed me back! He said something very English, like “Bugger, I think I know what the problem is. Cheers!” It makes me feel good that he answers the emails of the common bloggers. Then, I emailed the guys at The Lonely Island about a broken link, and they emailed me back and fixed the link. Not that I think Ardy is reading the emails, but still!

It reminds me of when, on Election Day 2004, I noticed that the New York Times had listed Ralph Nader as running for the Green Party. I emailed NYT and told them that he was an independant, and though they didn’t respond to my message, the listing was fixed within an hour.

I goes to show that anyone, even you, dear reader, can make a difference.

And now, the videos of the day: Laser Fart.

First, I want to apologize to Sacramento. Seriously, guys, I’m sorry. 73 to 39 at the half was embarrassing for both of us. Yall kept on truckin’, though, and that was cool. I hope the next three games are closer.

After the game, Rocky, Roland and I had some fun of our own. Roland’s sewage line had been infiltrated by roots, so that afternoon they had started digging. By the time I got over there, they were trying to put in a replacement pipe. It was still daylight then. Sweet daylight.

At about 8:30 p.m., Roland and I went to Lowe’s (his third trip) to get a rubber joint to put on the pipe. You see, the two pipes that needed to be connected did not directly face each other, so we had to use a two joints to get them to line up. That was in addition to the joint that the original contractors had already placed there when they were building the house.

Around 10:30 Rocky cut his finger. He’d been in The Hole for about four hours strait. His shoes were full of muck. In fact, there were bits of it all over his body. Roland cleaned Rocky’s wound with the hose and got him some gloves.

By 11:00 Rocky, with brute force and sheer insanity, had gotten the pipe in. It wasn’t glued, but at least it was on. We got inside by 11:20, just in time to watch Weekend Update and the Natalie Portman video. Sweet.

Rocky got Ebola on his toe, and Roland got E. coli on his eye, but otherwise we came out unscathed. Leslie provided pizza and sarcastic remarks. I took pictures.

The other day I saw V for Vendetta. We got to the theatre in time to see all the previews. One of which was for The Faster and the Furious-est. Please. Why won’t that series die? The movie is set in Tokyo, but the main character is American. Everyone else is Japanese, except, of course, for the love interest. Can’t have an interracial romance, can we?

On to V. The plot and dialogue were good, and it had some nifty fight sequences. Natalie Portman, even with short hair, is still hot, although her accent threw me at first. Although the movie is set in near-future England, it could easily be very-near-future America. V was both entertainment and warning.

Some minor spoilers follow. Read at your own risk.

The season finales of SG-1, Atlantis, and Battlestar Galactica aired last Friday. I’m not gonna lie; I was depressed at the end of SG-1. It’s probably the worst situation they’ve been in, ever. Atlantis’ finale left the characters in a similarly hopeless situation, and I think that the plot lines from each show will need to converge in order to resolve. It’s going to be hard to wait until June to see what happens. I’m really enjoying the two shows, although I still miss RDA.

As for BSG, it’s simply excellent. This show had taken me for a ride on so many levels, and the season finale did not let me down. I’m a bit distressed that a year passed during the episode, and that so much happened during that year. I think the show is taking on a more epic scope. And nothing is for certain. They killed off a couple of characters, and married off others. I can’t wait until October.

And by the way, what’s with 24 this season? Are they just going to kill everyone off? The first episode killed two major characters, and currently the total is four. In the past they’ve had people die, but jeeze. I was really sad to see Edgar go.