Dry cleaning won't remove the stench of cheap booze and defeat

Here's that picture I talked about a couple weeks ago of the Stanford Tree:



Brings warm, fuzzy feelings to my heart.

Jack Bauer uses my phone. Yeah.

I was watching the second episode of 24 Season Five tonight (yeah, I know, way behind) and Jack Bauer uses my phone, the Treo 650! (Except he uses Sprint instead of Verizon Wireless, so I'm wondering how he was able to talk to CTU without his call dropping.) Still, it's great to know that when America's top bad-ass counter-terrorist agent (who likes to speak in hushed tones all the time) needs a cell phone, he buys the same one I do.



He obviously has a slightly better phone than I do as well, since his camera has incredible zoom and resolution (hell, he's Jack Bauer) and he can talk to Chloe on his phone WHILE IT'S REBOOTING.

Screen grabs of Jack's Treo in action are at Treonauts.

It's nice to know if I ever need to blow up a terrorist's explosive-laden vest, my Treo 650 can get the job done.

Out of shape

I'm trying to get a benchmark of my admittedly sorry physical condition, so I signed up for a physical assessment at the fitness center at work (Sun rules!). I went in this morning and they put me through the gauntlet. And I've been sore ever since.

I found out my blood pressure is still good (about the only thing I have going for me), I can still do 22 push-ups even though I haven't done one in years and I weigh almost 200 pounds, my hamstrings are more flexible than I thought (given the tightness in them has contributed to numerous leg and back ailments), and stepping up and down one of those goofy plastic steps for three minutes is no laughing matter when you've been sitting on the couch as long as I have.

At least I found out my new shoes (Nike Impax 45s, black/yellow) are pretty good, considering Nikes run narrow for my wide-ass feet, and the orthotics in my shoes are old and compacted.

Now all I have to do is form some good habits to counteract all the bad ones. Of course, the first thing I ate after that workout was In-N-Out Burger, and the second thing was a pastrami sandwich. Gotta ease into healthiness, right? At least I bought some fruit at the store.

Microsoft Money is a piece of crap

First I just wanted to update my accounts and check my budget, now I just want to go to bed!

Give her the axe, the axe, the axe

Stanford Tree suspended for being drunk at Cal game

"Fifth-year senior Erin Lashnits, who dressed as the rowdy mascot for the university's irreverent band, lost her Tree privileges Thursday after her alcohol blood content was measured at .157 at a basketball game against Cal."

Best part of the article, this quote from Stanford band spokesman Sam Urmy: "We don't want to risk our core mission of rocking out and bringing funk to the funkless."

(Please. A private school with privileged students, of whom about 40 percent are White, knows something about funk? Brother, you ARE the funkless.)

It's too bad the Stanford Daily website is down, they had a great picture of the Tree costume lying on the ground. Brought a smile to my face on a rainy Friday afternoon.

As for the Tree Lady, she dropped an F-bomb in the Stanford Daily article, and dropped another last night in an interview with KGO News last night. Very classy, lady.

Just for the hell of it...see Oski put a beatdown on the Tree.

California 75, Arizona 66

That's not a typo - Cal is tied for first place in the Pac-10. With a team they've already beaten. On the road.

When are the pollsters going to give the Bears some credit?

As if anyone needed another reason to hate A-Rod OR Duke

I saw this on PTI the other day and I nearly sprayed Diet Pepsi Twist all over myself. What was he trying to do, take the heat off J.J. Reddick by making him the second-most hated athlete in the building that day? Did he waffle back and forth between rooting for Duke or North Carolina? Will he only show up at unimportant, blowout games for the Blue Devils?

California 65, Stanfurd 62

32 points, 9 boards for "The Show" tonight. In your face, Chris Hernandez!