i am yao ming. in another "yes we do all look the same" story. i'm checking out books and magazines from the library and the librarian (white, middle aged, female, white) does a double take when she scans one of the issues of sports illustrated (with yao on the cover). she says,"oh! i thought that was you!" riiiiiight. i am seven foot five inch. i am the first overall draft choice of the 2002 nba draft. i have short stilted out of proportion arms. i make millions of dollars. i just dropped twenty points (on nine of nine shooting) on the lakers. yeah, we're probably related....



and i heard on the radio today, some animal rights group wants everyone to adopt-a-turkey this thanksgiving as opposed to eating one. this isn't like adopt an endangered animal where you just send money and they take good care of the animal with your funds--then you get cute little pictures back. this group actually wants you to ADOPT a turkey. as in, take one home with you. "turkeys are excellent companions and will bring joy to your entire family." i'm all for animal rights and not eating turkeys on thanksgiving but to ask random people to start taking turkeys home with them in lieu of eating them? get off the crack! if you're gonna do that, just eat the damn turkey and save it some mistreatment and abuse since all your kids will be doing is pulling on the turkey's gizzard anyway. my gosh. if i ever walk into somebody's house and see a random stray turkey gobbling around because it was "saved." i would......i don't know what i would do. there's really no proper way to finish this sentence.