Josh Q. Public:  Did you ever stop to think, and forget to start again?  ~Winnie the Pooh

Public Knowledge: 

1.  One unhappy camper.  One very unhappy camper.  Hello muddah, hello faddah.  Here I am at Camp Granada.  Camp is very entertaining, and they say we’ll have some fun if it stops raining!  Will it ever stop raining at Camp Greenada?  First the Truth and Tony Allen go down.  Down goes our playoff hopes!  Then the tanking.  The lottery banking.  Turned out to be as worthless as the Central African Republic Francing.  Yi Jianlian?  Really?  A poor man’s Pau Gasol.  A destitute man’s Pau Gasol.  A hobo’s Pau Gasol.  Can’t we just trade the pick for the real Pau Gasol?  I’m beside myself right now.  Wahhhhh!  I wanted the Gigantic-O.  I hate him now.  Wahhhh!  I was all right, for a while.  I could smile for a while.  But I saw you last night.  You held my hand so tight as you stopped to say hello.  Oh, you wished me well.  You couldn’t tell that I’ve been crying over you. 

2.  Now for the good news.  The Sox bring those damned Yankees back down to earth.  Back down to the crust.  No, the mantle.  Not to be confused with the Mickey Mantle.  No, the core.  Not the craw, the core.  My love is rotten to the core.   Ain’t talkin’ ’bout love.  Just like I told you before, uh before.  Ain’t talkin’ ’bout love.  Babe it’s rotten to the core.   The Yankees are rotten to the core and not even Rocket Roger Clemens or Prince Phillip Hughes can save them.  Do you have Prince Phillip in a can?

3.  More Yankees talk.  Jason Giambi.  Giambi Juice.  Are we even talking about this if he were hitting just a little bit.  No, no, no, no, no. You insulted him a little bit.  You got a little bit out of order yourself.  I’m sorry. You insulted him a little bit.  If he was hitting just a little bit would the Yankees be trying to nullify his contract?  In the name of morals?  Give me a break.  And now amphetamines?  What a drag it is getting old.

4.  So the Blazers get my man.  They get the Gigantic-O.  They’re gonna be good.  Real good.  You left in a hurry with a guy from the band.  On a one way ride to the Promised Land.  Top of the pops.  Greg Oden will take Zach Randolph, Brandon Roy and the rest straight to the Promised Land.  Mister I ain’t a boy, no I’m a man.  And I believe in a promised land.

5.  I’m sick of this Pacific Northwest bias.  Seattle and Portland.  Like my main man Gob Bluth always says: C’mon!

6.  Keyshawn Johnson has declined an offer from the Tennessee Titans and has decided to retire.  The NFL will miss this guy.  I wish someone would still be giving him the damn ball.  Big Mouth?  Yes.  You talk too much.  You never shut up.  I said you talk too much.  Homeboy, you never shut up.  Ya, he may talk too much, but he was one of the hardest working men is show business.  He will be missed.  I remember the Rose Bowl.  I remember watching Keyshawn catch twelve balls.  Catch twelve balls for a Rose Bowl record 216 yards and 1 TD.  I remember watching the Trojans roll to victory over the Northwestern Wildcats.  Keyshawn rolling to victory winning the MVP.  For ol’ SC.   Fight on to victory.  Fight on!  He’ll be fighting on in the booth.  It’s a shame.

7.  Clinton Portis is a dope.  “I don’t know if he was fighting dogs or not.  But it’s his property; it’s his dogs. If that’s what he wants to do, do it.  You know what I want to do?  I want to let my Pit, Pepsi, have at it with ole Clinton.  That’s what I want. 

8.   Jean-Sebastien Giguere.  Like my boy Chompers always says:  I want my chef’s Italian, and I want my goalies Canadian.  You listening Ryan Miller?  How bout you Rick DiPietro?

9.  Happy belated birthday Julian Tavares.  Julian picked up a win on his 34th birthday last night.  Not for nothing, No Yankees pitcher has more wins than Mr. Tavares.  Mr. Wang, no offense, is tied with three.  Roll Sox, roll!

10.  Do the Spurs lose a game from here on out?  I don’t just mean the playoffs, I mean, from here on out.  Tony Parker has been playing out of his mind.  The Big Fundamental has been dominating.  I honestly don’t see them losing again.

11. Wanna know how much I hate Zeke? Huh? Do ya? I was secretly hoping the Knicks would get the number one pick. That’s how much. That’s how much I feel feel for you, baby. How much I need I need your touch. How much I live, I live for your loving. That’s how much, that’s how much. That’s how much, that’s how much.

Public Acknowledgements:  AA Milne, Spike Jones, Roy Orbison, Get Smart, Van Halen, Jimmy Conway, Rolling Stones, Smithereens, Bruce Springsteen, Arrested Development,  Run DMC, The World Wide Leader and Ambrosia.

Peace out homies.  Six Two and Even!