Thursday, October 20, 2005
  As Dry as Melba Toast
Don't have much today. A little sleepy.

*** I've implemented a new TLBR-wide dress code. All readers and contributors must be wearing pants.

*** St. Louis Cardinals...those shiny happy people at Busch Stadium...boy aren't they the best fans? Boy, they just take everything in stride. Boy, aren't they swell? They were chanting "Let's go Cardinals" while the Astros were dancing on their lawn.

You know what that makes them? Good losers.

And you know what good losers are? Still losers.

p.s. - thanks for Renteria.

*** No truth to the rumor that he's eligible for parole right around the time of Sam Jones.

*** I got this link emailed to me and I can't for the life of me explain why. but sometimes there is no explanation for pure, unadulterated genius.

*** Or pure, unadulterated wrongness.

*** What will get higher ratings: "My Name is Earl" or the 2005 World Series?

Regardless, I want Biggio and Bagwell to get rings. Go 'Stros.

*** Jason Richardson on the new NBA dress code: "You wear a suit you still could be a crook. You see all that happened with Enron and Martha Stewart. Just because you dress a certain way doesn't mean you're that way. Hey, a guy could come in with baggy jeans, a do-rag and have a Ph.D. and a person who comes in with a suit could be a three-time felon."

True dat, J-Rich. I'm still on the fence with this. I like suits, so I wear them when I can. The office setting is casual (no tie, no jacket), the gameday setting is a suit. If the NBA was a Catholic School, I suppose they could legislate this and hand out detention to offenders. But it's not. And the more you tell people to do things, the more they revolt.

Should everyone in the league be like Dwyane Wade (shameless, I know) and dress and act to the highest degree of style and class? Yes. But should Allen Iverson be forced to go to Brooks Brothers? No. The good (and bad) things about the League is its varying degrees of style and candor.

*** Sheriff Sully had me roaring with this one. You need to read this story.

Not much else today. Sorry. Off to study for LSAT's.
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