As much as the girls in this house adore Jerry Rice, he ..er... let me think.... be nice... ahhh....
TANKED!
*ouch.
He did not hop to the beat, lack of exciting footwork, as if he was wearing a thong with a wedgy between his cheeks. At least he survived to meet his critiques another week. I am writing this after the fact, so I wont jinx the Brave One. Come on after all the previous excellent performances, he really slowed down. Perhaps he was distracted by the playoffs.
I am not writing anything about Sunday's game until the final score, or bear the burden of the Jinxer. Hehehe. Can I root for the home town boy?? Okay... cheering silently.
Now listening to: Maroon 5, She will be loved.
Not eating yet... but hungry. I did finished a boat load of sushi last evening at Asian Grill. Before you bark with your opinions, an 8 year old would say, "Not all Japanese food is raw," as she gobbles her California Roll.
Saturday, January 21, 2006
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