You Take the Good, You Take the Bad

We shared a large Sprite and one of those pretzels covered with cinnamon and sugar. I may as well have administered an eight ball. What was I thinking? By the end of the third quarter, after she’d turned into the Great Cornholio and started to sing ” Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star” at the top of her lungs, I knew we had to leave before she kicked a hole through the seat of the poor guy in front of us.

That’s from Bill Simmons’ column, where he tells the story of taking his daughter to her first basketball game.  It’s completely adorable. I really hope I have a daughter so I can turn her into the ultimate videogame-jock tomboy. Her first Yankee game will be awesome.

And on a more terrifying note, here are some frightening numbers on military spending. It’s just crazy how much money is being thrown around when there are kids that don’t have enough to eat and/or can’t get medical treatment.

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