WOW! Simply wow! Lakers in six, huh? Man, I couldn't have possibly been more wrong! The Pistons are champs! OK, let's cool it a bit and put Big Ben right here.

OK, lemme say this again: wow! So defense -- suffocating defense, wrote ESPN and NBA.com -- does win championships. How quickly things can turn around in 10 days. I had bad feelings after Game 1. But after that came Kobe's shot-of-the-whatever, so I thought things were still on the right track. For me and the rest of the Lakers fans, that is. Besides, hey, with all those sportswriters jumping into the bandwagon and predicting Lakers in six, you couldn't have expected anything but.

Well, anything but it was. Anyway, great job, Pistons. Sorry, Karl and Gary, you did your best. Well, Mailman did his best. The Glove? Not so much, I don't think so. I feel your pain -- which, of course, contradicts what I wrote weeks ago -- but I do. All right, maybe 10.57% of your pain. And Kobe is still my American Idol. Good luck with your case.

I'm not gonna analyze the series, check out those sports websites, they have great articles. But you know what, I think the Lakers lost because of me. They were 3-of-3 when I watched their finals live on TV. Oh well, different companies have different stories.

It's amazing, isn't it, how we can get so personal with such remote parties or events. How we hurt or feel offended when someone says bad things about our so-called idols. By bad I mean things we don't wanna hear, as sometimes bad can mean good -- just see the title above. And sometimes we think very high of our idols that we tend to look down upon people who think otherwise. It's like, my way is the right way, if you do or look at it another way, then you're wrong.

Metallica once said, "...So you bring this poor dog in from the rain, though he just wants right back out again." What, you don't like Metallica? Then you're wrong! *oops* Sometimes we think we know what's best for someone else and we keep telling that someone to do it our way. Because it's the right way. But just like that poor dog, maybe he knows something we don't. Maybe he prefers outside, in the rain, to our comfy house, hard as it is to understand.

I believe this life is all about choices. Even having no choices is a choice. Everyone has their choices. People are not obliged to explain to us why they do what they do, no matter how wrong it might seem to us. A simple example: why would anyone vote for that candidate? He's such a bore, knows not what he's doing, and his reputation is so unclean. Well, whoever votes for him surely have their own reasons. He might have done them personal favors. He might be a friend's uncle. And who knows, perhaps he's not as unclean as his reputation suggests.

Doing the right thing might not always be right. If 80% of the nation live on corruption, how could getting rid of corruption be the right thing to do? It's only right for the 20%. If 92.43234% of the village population tell lies, how could telling them not to lie be justified? The villagers would just confuse themselves because they could no longer tell who lie and who don't. Why sacrifice the rest of the people just because 7.56766% (don't worry, the figures add up -- I checked) of them want to live honestly?

What works for some might not work for the others. Just like one's junk could be another's treasure. On the other hand, there are people like my mom, who thinks that almost all items in my bedroom are junk. And I can never convince her that each one of them actually means something to me, try as I might.

Oh, one more example. Look at Ben Wallace's hair. Is it ugly? Sure is. But hey, it might help him elevate better and grab all those boards. I mean, surely there's a secret behind that great rebounding power, right? But, kids, please. Don't try this at school, K? Although come to think of it, there were a few kids back in my high school days who wore Big Ben's hairstyle and got away with it. After all, it didn't reach your collar, so it was not a violation.

And speaking of what works and what doesn't, here's a good one: the day Micro$oft produces something that doesn't suck could well be the day it starts producing vacuum cleaners.

All right, back to the title above, watch out, people, it's the Bad Boys' year ahead! Bad Boys, Bad Boys, whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do when they come for you?

Current music: Linkin Park - Faint
Current mood: happy