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I know, I haven’t posted in a million years but, this moment was important:

Just got back from a quick getaway to Cancun, which was lovely and beautiful, except for the above. Yes, that’s right, we got into a rather ugly car accident where our car happily went *crunch*. According to my friend, cars nowadays are designed to crumple more easily so that the car takes on more of the impact. Older models used to be built more sturdily so that neither car nor person would crumple upon impact, but passengers inside would experience extreme whiplash. The current accordion-like cars are able to spare the passengers of the indignity of having to wear a neck brace for weeks after the accident.
I can’t tell you if that’s necessarily true, but at least we all came out of that crumpled compact car shaken, but unhurt. I’d like to happily report that no neck braces were required.
For next time: Zhu being driven away in the vehicle of a Mexican police officer.
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I really need to stop reading Maureen Dowd. It always makes me unhappy. Today, she brings me this bad news:
“Across the happiness data, the one thing in life that will make you less happy is having children,” said Betsey Stevenson, an assistant professor at Wharton…
Luckily, no children yet. Unless you count Molly and Hops.

Oh, my apologies for the lack of updates. I’ve been on some exciting adventures, and along the way, I’ve managed to lose a bit of stuff. In fact, it seems that no matter how much I travel, I never quite perfect the art of repacking. Regardless of the length of the trip, my clothing and personal effects seem to expand during the time between the unzipping and re-zipping of the suitcase. This time, I seem to have lost the following:
And that’s only the stuff I know I’ve left behind.
Hopefully in the next few days, instead of maintaining inventory, I’ll take the time to talk a bit about what’s been going on. Now if only I could access Picasaweb…
Hello! Guess what! I’m writing from the land of Roger Federer. Actually, I even went to Roger’s hometown, looking for some kind of festivities after his historic win, but could find anything. Apparently, Basel, unlike LA, doesn’t believe in bankrupting their government in search of a party after their sports win. But anyway, I’m not the only person writing about Roger. I’ve been seeing his name everywhere in the media. So far, my favorite has been this one buy American Dreamz download Mad Cow download Avenging Angelo , comparing the Fed to a robot from the matrix.
During the final, I couldn’t help focusing on … the button on Federer’s Nike shirt. Through more than four hours of punishing tennis, sun-baked by British standards, it remained buttoned up. I mean, come on!
Yet, despite days of Swiss brainwashing, I’m still feeling sorry for Roddick.
Apparently all my material is going to come from Andy Roddick interviews from now on, so hopefully he won’t retire from a devastating injury tomorrow. Otherwise, I’d be forced to stop writing, which might be tragic for the 0.6 dedicated readers of this blog.
This time, our quote of the day comes from a journalist interviewing Mr Roddick.
Is this starting to look a little bit like an AARP convention here in the draw with Haas, Ferrero, and Hewitt, all the old guys in there?
Ok, let’s get this straight. I know that athletes in most sports are no longer young by age 30, but isn’t this a bit harsh? Let’s check the numbers quickly.
Juan Carlos Ferrero, born 2 February 1980 (age 29)
Tommy Haas, born 3 April 1978 (age 31)
Lleyton Hewitt, born 24 February 1981 (age 28)
Andy Roddick, born 30 August 1982 (age 26)
Um, yes… they’re all so incredibly ancient, wouldn’t you agree?
Poor Andy Roddick. I guess it’s not his fault, but he just looks so big and dumb to me. But the biggest surprise is that he’s not actually dumb. In fact, I spent several hours the other day chuckling to myself upon reading some of his more infamous quotes. Normally, this is when I would provide evidence of past smart alecky comments from his illustrious career. But today, you are lucky enough to see fresh smart alecky comments to journalists after his wife accused him via Twitter of having an unnatural love for Rick Astley.
Q. So can you talk us through Rick Astley here?
Andy Roddick: What do you want me to say? I said I wasn’t proud, but I’m not going to lie to anybody. I busted my wife on some of her crappy music. She brought up Rick Astley. I can’t deny it. It’s in my iPod. I bet it’s in your iPod, too, so shut up (laughter).
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Q. How did it come about, this passion for Rick Astley?
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[Questions about tennis... *yawn*...]
Q. You said you like going into London for dinner. I hear you enjoy going to The Ivy.
AR:
Yeah, I’ve been there before. It’s nice.
Q. Been there this year?
Once, yeah.
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AR: Killer Bean Forever hd Wherever Rick Astley is going.
Hehe. Don’t you love mandatory post-match press conferences?
Anyway, I have to admit that I actually had to look up Mr Astley’s name before this post to figure out who exactly he is. Then, I realized that I had heard that one song of his before! In fact, I have a video of Tyson singing this song at karaoke. Too bad Youtube is still blocked from this side of the Great Firewall.