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an esoteric soul
 
September 18, 2002  

hate the system, love the game

well, my friend didn't pass her drug test. and even tho she should have known better than to smoke while she was unemployed and interviewing, her experience has brought to the forefront the issues i have with punishing people for recreational use of one drug, while completely ignoring the use of others. sure, people have to smoke cigarettes outside their workplaces now, and drinking on the job is (of course) frowned upon...but to even get a job at many places, you have to piss in a cup and prove that you don't smoke weed—which studies have shown is far less addictive or dangerous than either nicotine or alcohol—on your own time. this is certainly not a new debate, and i'm sure there are plenty of arguments to counter mine—but i'm just pissed OFF right now (punthefuckintended).

i actually started off the day in a fairly good mood. i came in to work late so that i could stay home (with s, who called in sick) and watch the usa women's world championship team smoke cuba, broadcast from changzhou, china, on nbatv. they've now won 14 straight games. hey, someone had to step up and redeem the sorry-ass performance of their counterparts, who finished 6th (i think) in men's world championship competition. the usa women's team features several of my favorite players, including my favorite point guard and a former buckeye, both of whom played on the (now defunct) abl's columbus quest—whose friday nite games used to be the biggest lesbian cocktail parties in town (maaaaaan, i miss that....).

interestingly, while the usa men's games (held in indianapolis) were broadcast all over the place, no network had any original plans to broadcast the usa women's games—until
usa basketball was bombarded with calls, letters, and e-mails (including one from my boobala) complaining about this fact. i guess that's when nbatv stepped up. thank goddess for digital cable!

writing this, i realize that i haven't blogged much about s's and my shared obsession with women's basketball. that's another post for another day....but for now, suffice it to say that we've ordered our
season tickets (for seats just 5 rows off the floor) and can't wait for the first game on november 6.

see....just blogging about
it makes me feel better.
12:47 PM

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