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Someone found my blog searching for what would Gary Roberts do sayings. I only mentioned him once so I think you were looking for Pensblog. Don’t worry about it, people get me and Pensblog confused ALL THE TIME. I think they’re actually copying me. I mean it’s ridiculous how alike we are…  Anyways, I know you’re going through Gary withdrawals, so until you reach your destination I’ll let you in on a secret.

Gary Roberts once got in a fight with Chuck Norris, and won. True story. I saw it.

I don’t follow horse racing but my (ex) best friend was really into horses. She had two, but she didn’t race them, she trained them for shows. I’m not all gung ho vegetarian let’s protest animal rights for every single living creature, but I think it’s cruel. I’ve watched so many stories on HBO, or what have you, about bad things in the sport. But it is exciting and I’m sure there are plenty of good things. I’m aware not every horse is treated badly. I recently read this article on steroids in horse racing though. And by steroids, I mean for the horses, not for the riders. I KNOW! I was shocked too. Really, horses? Is that necessary?

I also read about (favorite to win) Big Brown coming in last place at the Triple Crown. People actually booed the horse because they bet money on him. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? Have you no shame? It’s an animal. And he’s only three years old. It got me thinking. Do you think the horses get upset when they lose? Do they get disappointed like humans? Do they silently cry in the corner after a devastating loss? I wonder if they have a clue as to what’s going on. But seriously, do they? I’m sure they sense things. They booed a horse, you guys?! Lame.

Last night, I watched game two of the NBA finals with the Celtics and Lakers (2-0 Celtics lead). Well… I watched Jimmy Kimmel, the pre-game show and the first twenty minutes of the finals. I’m going to cheer for the Celtics. I like all their green enthusiasm. I think I don’t like the Lakers. I don’t watch basketball, usually just my school’s, the final fours, or on occasion when I happen to catch it on TV during thunderstorms when there’s nothing else to do. I really don’t think basketball really is as horrible as people make it out to be. I shouldn’t talk, I left the room twenty minutes in.

Saturday, my friend’s mom rented the movie Blonde Ambition with Jessica Simpson. A bunch of us sat and suffered through it. So. Sucky. You have no idea. The only thing is, we had to watch the whole movie. We couldn’t stop watching it and I don’t know why. We noticed her father was the producer of the movie. Hmm? I think it was made for the sole purpose of making her sponsors happy. Literally, every scene showcased a product for at least five seconds. It was like this scene from Wayne’s World:

Little. Yellow. Different.

Well, it’s been our “off-season” since… uhh, what… APRIL? So it can’t be that hard to find blogging material, right? I’ll probably talk more about what’s going on in my life (I already do that, don’t I?). I’ll probably start having an increase in Sabre hallucinations. I’ll probably resort to stalking Nathan Gerbe and do what Wraparoundcurl suggested and James Lipton him. Yes, I totally would. I’d ask why he didn’t accept Anne’s friend request – twice. Bad, Nate. Although, I’m still surprised he answered yours truly. Nate dogg owns a plaque on my wall-o-greatness for life. 

So… I’m out. I wish I owned a Slip N Slide.

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