I don't know about the sexual preference of former Duke guard J.J. Redick, but that is one funny picture. Nice work, random Maryland student. Gay? Who cares. But as a white guy who played for Duke, he's got to be a douchebag. It's a law.
-My March basketball frenzy began in Las Vegas. I flew in last Wednesday and spent the night at the Luxor Hotel (before spending the rest of my trip lounging at Stately Vast Right Wing Conspirator Manor). Most of my evening consisted of sitting on a leather couch at Rumjungle sipping bourbon delivered by a scantly clad cocktail server, but I still woke up in time to catch the 9am Pacific Time tip-off of Louisville's Big East Tournament opener. I even got a cup of coffee and a muffin before the game started, because there was a Starbucks on the casino level right next to the elevator. Seriously, if I was crazy rich, I'd live in hotels for months at a time.
-Attention any females reading this: I will pay you to physically assault "Sarah Fisk, MVP of the Anderson Baby Shower". God, this commercial is BRUTAL, and they play it a thousand times a day. And the youtube "people" love it! Do you need any more proof of the stump-dumbness of our society? To quote one easily amused spackle-for-brains: "i love when the lady is all like nnaaaannnnnccccyyyyyy!!!!! its sooooo freakin funny lol!" IT'S NOT FUNNY. KILL YOURSELF IF THIS COMMERCIAL AMUSES YOU!!!
-ESPN commentator Digger Phelps has to be at least semi-retarded.
-I watched the late Saturday games at Nachbar while enjoying their Strong Beer Fest. A little known fact about really strong beers: They'll get you drunk.
-I had to work on Sunday, but someone was kind enough to bring in a tiny television so I could watch Louisville's winning yet feeble effort against something called Siena. At one point a coworker asked "Todd, your face is bright red. Are you ok?" so I'm pretty sure I almost died.