i have twice forgotten to post the funniest thing about this weekend. i have remembered.

andre ware, former heisman winner and current espn analyst, was apparently uncomfortable on saturday with the pronunciation of michigan super-frosh steve breaston's last name. instead of breaston (breast-in), he insisted upon breest-in. not unlike john ashcroft spending eight-thousand dollars to cover up the breest on one of them statues.

in other news, a conversation with the boy saved a long, bland night. (the conversation, strangely, was also long and bland.) i was treated to this nugget: notre dame's conservative, very conservative. they do the whole single-sex dorm thing, which i guess is understandable. they also follow the single-sex thing everywhere, which is to say that, even if you're in an off-campus apartment, they reserve the right to expel unmarried students who live with students of the opposite sex. nobody tries them.

i think he's going to get an a in math for poets.