{"id":1024,"date":"2006-05-10T00:59:00","date_gmt":"2006-05-10T07:59:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/juliashih.com\/blog\/?p=1024"},"modified":"2006-05-10T00:59:00","modified_gmt":"2006-05-10T07:59:00","slug":"1024","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/juliashih.com\/?p=1024","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Today it took 4 hours for me to make lemonade because I fell into a k-hole.<\/p>\n<p>In case anyone doesn&#8217;t want to be surprised before hand, Reggie&#8217;s cake on Thursday will be carrot. And it will be adorned with a frosting princess.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve joined a women&#8217;s basketball league, which turned out to be a JEWISH women&#8217;s basketball league. It&#8217;s fine though, they&#8217;ve got some girls who have really good game, though some of them play in those really long black skirts so they can&#8217;t dribble between their legs. I&#8217;m not sure they all have the ability to dribble between their legs per se, but in any case, it&#8217;s a good excuse if you can&#8217;t.<\/p>\n<p>Our first game two weeks ago, I led our team with 10 points, 14 rebounds, 2 steals and a block. I think I had an extra block in their but Reggie was keeping the tally and I guess he didn&#8217;t see it. It wasn&#8217;t a big one, just one of those subtle ones where I brushed it on the way up with my finger tips so it fell just short of the basket. Blocked shots make me happy. Unless I&#8217;m the shooter. Then I feel like an asshole.<\/p>\n<p>Last week&#8217;s game was frustrating. I felt the burning desire to punch one of the girls on my team, who&#8217;s a selfish and non-team oriented player, who was hiding out in the post because she didn&#8217;t want to play perimeter defense which was where she was supposed to be, and then she kept bitching that I was out of position. I was out of position because she was hiding in mine. I blocked 4 shots and knocked people to the ground because I outweigh most of the girls by 20 to 30 lbs., can block out and play physical, and can grab backboard when I jump. That&#8217;s what qualifies me to be in the post. She didn&#8217;t want to chase their speedy point guard around. That&#8217;s what she appeared to think qualified her to play in the post and to yell at me to tighten up the middle. She also mistook a 2-2 zone defense, which I proposed and she agreed to before the game, for an offense. I mean, I don&#8217;t know what part of &#8220;2-2 zone DEFENSE&#8221; made her so vehemently argue that it was an OFFENSE&#8230;but I started to feel like Sean Young in Ace Ventura screaming, &#8220;LACES OUT!&#8221; as I was screaming, &#8220;THE 2-2 ZONE IS A <em>DEFENSE<\/em>&#8221; and I finally gave up. But the level with which I wanted to hit her and with which I still do has prompted me to call the hypnotherapist for a &#8220;chillout\/anger management&#8221; session. But if I find her hiding in the post again next week, I&#8217;m going to knock her down.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ll tell you what I got for Reggie for his birthday. I got him the special edition DVD of King Kong, and tickets to an upcoming Angels\/Red Sox game. And a nice case of syphilis. I&#8217;m just kidding. About the King Kong DVD.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m very tired today. I don&#8217;t know why it took 4 hours to make lemonade.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Today it took 4 hours for me to make lemonade because I fell into a k-hole. In case anyone doesn&#8217;t want to be surprised before hand, Reggie&#8217;s cake on Thursday will be carrot. And it will be adorned with a frosting princess. 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