Don't Believe in Twitter 11:51 PM

As it turns out, Twitter KyleKorver is not the real life Kyle Korver. Please disregard the excitement of the previous post.

I feel used.

Palm face.

Believe in Twitter (part 2) 2:32 PM

Here is my exclusive twitterview (twitter interview) with Utah Jazz Shooting Guard Kyle Korver (or someone claiming to be him).


Jason: @KyleKorver - teach me to shoot like you! Who do you like in the tournament?
Kyle Korver: @jasontbrown Memphis
Jason: @KyleKorver when you guys travel on the road, do you have roommates? If so, who do you end up with?
Kyle Korver: @jasontbrown When we do it's usually with Harpring
KyleKorver: I need to starting getting ready for tonight. I will stay on for 5 more minutes.
Jason: @KyleKorver thanks for the impromptu inside access - good luck tonight


(this is as big as I could get the screen capture - sorry)

Quality Quotes 10:52 PM

From Eric Musselman's blog. As in, former coach of the Golden State Warriors and Sacramento Kings. Yes, I did send him an e-mail telling him how awesome his blog is, and yes, he did respond. Not quite Jerry Sloan (who, coincidentally, does not have a blog), but close!

According to Pablo Picasso, one of the world's great painters, his mother told him, "If you become a solider, you'll be a general. If you become a monk, you'll end up as Pope." He continued: "Instead, I became a painter and wound up as Picasso."

Feline Freakout 10:15 AM

I have been meaning to upload this for a while. It happened a little over a month ago. It's crazy to see his development even since then. While outside, Stockton sees a cat and we chase it. Luckily, it rests on our porch and Stockton gets the thrill of his young life.

They Don't Serve Breakfast in Heaven Either 2:36 PM

This is the most depressing Christian song in history.

Stockton's Many Moves 10:30 PM

I love this little boy. There is no substitute for squirting each other with plastic animals while he's taking a bath or running around the house screaming and growling like a lion. Stockton has trooped through a couple of ear infections (or one super stubborn one) and it seems like he demonstrates a new ability every day. His latest (and funniest) exploits involve his new favorite thing - animals. He growls like a lion, moos like a cow, howls like a wolf, puckers like a fish, laps water like a cat, barks like a dog, and (my favorite) moves his elbows-out-arms while hooting like a monkey. This picture caught him mid-monkey. He likes to laugh, dance, kissy-face, repeat our words, be chased, drink bathwater, show you his belly, and is developing a severe independent streak. He does not like waking up, the word "no", or strangers (unless they are blond women - see number three on the "like" list.) Just today, he attempted to dribble a ball when I said "dribble."

I would not trade him for ten Utah Jazz championships.