You know when you sprinkle food into a fishbowl and the little fishes scramble to the top and go crazy? I couldn't get that visual out of my head when they brought out the t-shirt slingshots at the Bulls game last night. It felt kind of demeaning. Maybe it's because I only had one beer but I felt like the flat-chested girl at Mardi Gras. Sit down buddy, you had a few too many nachos to wear an L without the X's anyway. I know I sound like Buzz Killington but I'm a huge sports fan so I scream my ass off for the team not the gimmicks. Just another example of our ADD culture. When will we learn that you won't find fame looking down the barrel of a t-shirt cannon?
P.S. I've decided it's fluff week around here. I haven't been able to get my mind to focus on anything of substance lately and it's almost Friday. I'll try to think harder next week.