country feedback

michael stipe CLEARLY wants the audience to start giving more feedback, comments, and even critiques. he's rooting for cobra kai after reading "tears only run one way," but doesn't understand why they're not everybody's favorite team. he loved jack mcdoer's optimism in "march gladness," but doesn't feel that readers are matching his emotional openness. he didn't really care for "hoop dreams" or "for sale by owner," but it's ok, i didn't like "what's the frequency, kenneth" or his last two records for that matter.

tears only run one way

we lost our first game in a heart-breaker, 57-30. i was 1-4 from behind the arc, with 2 rebounds, 0 assists and 5 turnovers. the rest of the cobra kai squad wasn't much better. we were down 23-9 at halftime, and after 20 minutes of running up and down the court, several players, including myself, were panting, coughing, and doubled-over in pain. the second half wasn't much better. we did well just to get a shot off, especially if it hit the rim. we might've had 40+ turnovers, and i'm not sure we ever got an offensive rebound. by the end of the game, the other team was running circles around us, making one lay-up after another. my brother's legs buckled underneath him twice in the last few minutes, and the other team called a time out with 5 seconds to play so they could score on us one more time. i was devastated, and coach K could do nothing to console me.

march gladness

no, i'm not dead. i didn't keel right over and die when my beloved jayhawks lost in the first round of the ncaa tournament to the bradley braves (although i did ask the waitress at johnny's to shoot me in the head when she asked if i wanted anything else to eat or drink). i've thought a lot about what i was going to blog about after kansas stumbled out of the gates for a second straight year. i thought about posting this (http://media.putfile.com/Allen-Rays-eye) and talking about how the hawks losing is a lot like someone poking my eye out and stomping on it, but i've written enough depressing posts (right, gina?). after the game, we went back to our friends' house and sang karaoke songs - "wind beneath my wings," "you are the sunshine of my life," "sailing," and "do you believe in magic," - together on the couch. i could just feel the love in the room, and in hopes of keeping that feeling alive, this is gonna be a positive, glass is half-full, kind of post. trash-talkers be damned!

ku was big 12 regular season (co) champions and WON the big 12 tournament! all the freshmen and sophomores are coming back, including brandon rush and julian wright!

my ipod NOW has 13 continous days of music!

everyone's having BABIES!

i got CHIEFS' season tickets for another year!

my wife got her new car, and this one wasn't HAILED on!

my basketball team, COBRA KAI, plays its first game this week!

and i get to go see MARAH tommorrow night!

oh, and FRIENDS and FAMILY! POPCORN! and SOPRANOS too!

hoop dreams

as you all know, i've decided to "retire" from volleyball to pursue my hoop dreams. al, ryan and gina, and even my wife, begged me to reconsider, but i have to move on, i've already accomplished all there is to accomplish in the volleyball world. and i know that they'll be ok, good but not great, without me. i do. maybe i can sub if they've lost two or three matches in a row. you never know?

but back to my basketball diaries, if you will. i've been practicing. shooting hoops til it gets so dark that i can't even see the hoop. and i'll tell you what, i've got game. it's back. the shot. the arch. dribble, drive. i got it all.

our first game is in a few weeks, but here's a little videotaped footage from a scrimmage. watch me dehooooooominate! go ahead. watch it.

http://media.putfile.com/wright-slam

for sale by owner

not much is new, but we did FINALLY put our house on the market. i'm trying to stay calm about the whole thing, which is REALLY, REALLY hard for me to do. it's NOT easy. it's NOT. i guess i could stay here for a while, but now that i've KICKED and SCREAMED enough to convince my wife to move, i've sorta/kinda got my HOPES up about actually doing it. we'll see, though. if it happens, it happens. i say this as i am PULLING my hair out. i HOPE it happens. i REALLY do. and FAST. but i'm OK with it moving slow.

what else? nothing really. my wife was supposed to be home three hours ago for "crunch wrap supreme night," but she's still at work. sucks. i still haven't eaten.

i googled "for sale" to find something "fun" to say about houses and moving, because me being stressed can't really make for a great post and i'm bored, but all i came up with is www.humanforsale.com. it asks you a bunch of questions about "the 4 basic facets of life," i.e., physical, mental, lifestyle and personality, and attempts to place a value on your life. i'm worth exactly $2,240,070. that doesn't seem like much, does it? i'd take it for my house, though. i tried to be as honest as i could, and they deducted $15,000 because i have red hair and another $15,000 because i have an addictive personality.