To San Jose, that is. Headed out there this weekend for drill, instead of taking the kid on the Saturday morning bike ride to the donut store en route to a morning at the park (Missy likes to sleep in).
I’m pretty psyched. I like Cali, at least in small doses. Although my heart pretty much stops when I look at real estate prices. And I’ll be dragging the laptop along to see if Silicon Valley is covered in a fabled cloud of WiFi access, or if I end up bleeding money to T-Mobile again.
Wow – Johno goes straight to the meat. The London Independent has a pretty decent rundown of what the Brits knew and when they knew it. They’re not backing down on the claims of Iraq attempting to purchase uranium from various places in Africa.
Read more!
“Saddam Hussein recently sought significant quantities of uranium from Africa.”
[2003 – State of the Union]
“I did not have sexual relations with that woman.”
[ January 26, 1998 – At White House news conference on education ]
Karl Malone is going to LA. Holy crap, I say.
The question now is if the East is even going to have a season. San Antonio’s still got tons of money to spend, Utah just became a player with cash and a couple of decent young players, Houston’s been dangerously quiet on the player side, but has good coaching going for them. Wow. Can’t wait to hear The Sports Guy on this one.
Look, I know we’re officially supposed to still hate France after the whole pre-Iraqi Liberation vitriol flung back and forth across the Atlantic, but the Tour de France still rocks. 196.5 km today (123 miles) at an average speed of just under 30 mph.
But the best part is having the 9 members of the US Postal/Berry Floor team all in the top 12 of the tour. Protecting the first Columbian ever to wear the Leader’s jersey. Suck on that, frenchies.