When I got a basketball Jones and went outside to play, I realized a couple of things about the Cheech and Chong song and myself.
A few years ago, blogger Nathan Bransford invited his readers to compete in March Madness. Not wanting to be left out, I entered the ESPN Tournament Challenge. By the time I found it online, I only had a few minutes until the brackets froze. I skimmed the blurbs for each team and made a very uneducated guess.... Continue Reading →