Score : Whipper Snapper Whitman High School Girls 1, Old Ass B1tches 0 (on a PK, which was lame)
Soccer wasn't that bad, actually. But my old lady knee hurts a smidgen today and will be worse tomorrow.
My friend Tea Leaf showed us these energizing/calming exercises you can do to help regulate your breath and get your energy up and stuff like that, up at school earlier this month. I used tonight them once someone subbed in for me and I thought I was going to pass out.
This is the body one:
Just kidding. What it really is, is simply twisting your arms around each other at the elbows and then crossing your legs.
Then you do the breathing exercise which is solely through the nose. You cover one nostril, breath in, cover that nostril and uncover the other then breath out. It helps with steadying your breath.
Because Bridge is on the field. And her ineptitude at soccer is liable to get everyone killed.
I'm playing soccer for the first time since college intramurals today. Actually there were a few times I' helped the gym teacher at Mst Lnding Schl when I was an aide and we played on opposite teams during gym class.
So, anyway, there you go.
Wish me luck and let's hope the brute sissy-poo isn't too derisive.
Remember back in the day when Christina Aguilera was the skanky, "dirrrrty", out of control pop star
and Britney was the sweet if not a bit naughty one?
Remember they used to have feuds via the tabloids, fueled by the tabloids and encouraged by our desire to ignore things like islamo-fascism?
My how the tides have turned. Britney has lost custody of her two sons and is due to overdose, like our adorable Heath Ledger (so strange and sad) any day now.
Meanwhile, over in "well adjusted" land, Christina has a hit album, a new lovely video
and a brand new son, Max Liron Bratman. Lechayyim! Or however you spell the Hebrew term "to life". (I know this term from playing Tzeitel in our junior high production of Fiddler on the Roof...)
As rhetoric (alright, fine, it was trash talk, but "rhetoric" is the fun, facetious term for it) wound down and the girls got into things like motherhood and marriage, more and more people speculated on the futures of the two ex-MMC alumna (again, I love using high diction words like "alumna" and "rhetoric" when talking about Britney, Christina and the Mickey Mouse Club).
Here's an eerily accurate prediction of the future from a Canadian entertainment column, published in the late 2006 (I can't tell if it's June 9 or Sept 6 because I can't tell how they're doing their dates).
Yesterday the watch words were "I have a dream"; however, I would like to provide for you a link to "Letter from a Birmingham Jail", an inspiring open letter Martin Luther King wrote from, well, a Birmingham, Alabama jail.
This document, along with Abigail Adams letters to John (see this post) and James Madison's Federalist papers are some of the most essential letters and papers in American history but are usually overshadowed by their showier cousins, like the Declaration of Independence, the "I Have a Dream" speech and the Gettysburg address.
If you haven't the time to read "Letter" - or if your Eng 101 teacher (turned guy you once dated, turned ex-patriot in Ireland via Hungary) didn't assign you to read it, here is what I consider one of the most prescient ideas of it.
"Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere."
If we adhered to that, my goodness would things be different.
Just kidding. What it really is, is simply twisting your arms around each other at the elbows and then crossing your legs.
