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Wednesday, March 2

My apologies, one and all

I have been teaching class all week, and as always, it's a one-man do-it-yerself freak show up in here. So for all I know, the Cubs might have traded all of their so-called top pitching prospects for Vlad Guerrero, Billy Wagner, and Jolly Roger Clemens and his mentally disabled children. Hell, for all I know, the Bulls are in the playoffs, and the Bears went out and signed a major free agent.

Ha, yeah, I know, that's wack. Couldn't happen.

Just, you know, until tomorrow, when I get my life back, continue to wear your rose-colored Cubs glasses, and sip yer blue Cubs Kool Aid, because a year without Sam-Me is like a year without bills, baybee. It's all good.