Wednesday, June 08, 2005

Five Bad Boys

Can’t help it, but whenever I’m surrounded by four other people in a somewhat enclosed social situation (in an elevator, around a table, etc…), I wonder if we’d make a decent basketball team.

Unfortunately, the answer’s usually no way, ‘cause I’m there too.

Oh well.

On a related note, check out this killer Tomahawk Jam.


Chris S. said...

I'd imagine Elephant Larry would play a nailbiter against these guys. Chris, you could hold your own against No. 13. But by the looks of the coach, it might be a good idea to throw the game.

Anonymous said...

I've got the same affliction. In fact from what I've heard it is a recognized SYNDROME. But I hope for your sake it doesn't spread to the "eight people syndrome" that I have fallen victim to. There you size them up to see how they'd be arranged to carry your coffin. And it really bothers you if there's one that's way too tall or one that's way too small because then you know they can't help but tip you over. I hate thinking of falling out of my coffin. I much prefer playing a game of imaginary basketball.