World Cup woes
The US World Cup team are terrible. Not in some charming Mighty Ducks sort of way in which there's some really awful fat kid (cos he's always fat) playing in goal who lets the opposition score 1000 times, thus making the coach comically slap his head in despair and even disgust. Oh no, they are not even that good. It's more of the fourth best in the world and still haven't won a game. Americans, console yourselves with the knowledge that your mortal enemies, the French, haven't won either. They have, however, manage to score all by their little lonelies. Amazingly, these knuckleheads still have a chance to make it to the next round despite their non-winning ways by some very convolute route. Then if they do make it, they will meet Brazil. Wait a minute, isn't this the plot to Mighty Ducks 7:Die Mightier?
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Yeah, I can't really get into the World Cup, but I can feel your pain.
Sed & Z called yesterday for Fathers' Day. We stayed home for dinner--Pops still trying to maintain his weight loss.
Asian Festival in Savannah on Saturday was great. Ate lumpia, Korean kulbi/BBQ pork, Hawaiian kalua pork & rice (no poi), Filipino bibinka/coconut dessert & pancit/noodles with veggies & chicken; also had Filipino version of char siu bau (not as good). There was Thai, Vietnamese, and Indian food also. Watched Kendo bamboo sword fighting, Korean and Filipino dancing, Chinese plate twirler, Japanese drummers, and hula--Hawaiian, Samoan, New Zealand & Tahitian.
Fantastic. Sorry I didn't call for Father's Day... I'm a bad daughter.
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