This is the scene at our house right now. At the moment, the Jayhawks are down by thirteen in the NCAA Championship game. Jamie’s got the — oh crap, make that sixteen — double dog juju going, but it doesn’t seem to be working as well this evening as it has the rest of the tournament.
I wanted to get this post done so that I can either crawl off to bed and sink into my depression right at the end of the game or run out into the streets screaming and cartwheeling in celebration. Yeah, at this point those poor neighbors aren’t in for much of a show now, are they?