June 13, 2001

The following is not a typical athlete's journal entry. You will not read about how many points were scored, who won, or who was difficult to guard. Instead, you will get a fresh look into the bizarre happenings that make up The World According To Me. I'll be posting new entries regularly, so stay tuned ...

Ok, we haven't quite gotten off to the quick start that we anticipated. However, I truly believe that we are going to turn this thing around right away. For more info on the games, check the recap and box scores on wnba.com (or just call me). For the off-court lowdown, keep tuned to My World.

Sue Wicks is my roommate on the road. This past road trip she shared some interesting dreams with me ... Following a pre-game nap, Sue told me she dreamed that she had three kids. Five minutes later she told me, "I miss the kids already. The little one was a real cutie."

Before heading to Miami for our season opener, a bunch of the girls and I did a promotional event for the team. We spent two hours in the MSG box office selling tickets. It was a fun opportunity to meet some fans face to face. My favorite moment was seeing Sue Wicks sell a couple nose-bleed seats to a woman who had Sue's, Spoon's and Kym Hampton's faces airbrushed on the back of her leather jacket. It was the coolest thing I've seen since Fonzi was able to make the jukebox play without using a quarter.

Speaking of cool, I was honored to be a presenter at the 29th annual FiFi Awards. The FiFi's are described as the "fragrance industry's Oscars." I gave out the second award and spent the rest of the show in the Green Room at Radio City Music Hall. It was fun just watching the folks back there. Joan Rivers was accompanied by some man whose only duty was carrying her pashmina. Lorenzo Lamas was flanked by the Hilton twins -- Nikki and Paris. My co-presenter (and guest star on HBO's Sex and the City) Luka (forget the last name) spent his time trying to memorize his lines (even though we had cards to read from). B-list was never so much fun.

All About the Quote
While boarding the plane home from Miami, a fellow passenger talked about some underage drinking that occurred on the cruise she just disembarked. She was horrified when relating the story of a 12-year-old boy who appeared very drunk. Sue Wicks (who played in Israel the past two years) commented -- to no one in particular -- "In the Holy Land, a 12-year-old is a seasoned warrior." True. True.

Spoon

Our entire team was amazed by the spelling skills exhibited at the National Spelling Bee broadcast on ESPN. After a young girl from Plantation, Florida, spelled her word correctly, Spoon commented, "Good for her. They probably had that poor girl spelling in the hot sun all day."

Speaking of the National Spelling Bee ... did anyone else find it amusing that USA Today listed the "Spellers to Watch" in its Life section?

Or ... how about the fact that the spelling champion wins $10,000. That's the exact amount the winner of Dubble Bubble gum's biggest bubble contest wins.

Note to self: Buy Junior a dictionary and lots of gum.

Analyzing the Dream Weaver

Wicks

Sue Wicks is my roommate on the road. This past road trip she shared some interesting dreams with me ...

Following a pre-game nap, Sue told me she dreamed that she had three kids. Five minutes later she told me, "I miss the kids already. The little one was a real cutie."

In D.C., Sue dreamt that she had a pet gorilla who was nearly six-feet tall. Somehow the big fella broke his arm. Sue woke up very upset from the dream ... not because her REM was filled with a big, hairy, busted up gorilla, but because she didn't know whether to call the animal ambulance or the regular one to take it to the vet.

Hmmm ... might be time for me to switch rooms.

AKA

Hammon

Apparently a few different fans have been claiming that they are Becky Hammon in chat sessions online. Just so you know ... Becky does not use her name as a screen name.

What the imposters would not know, until now, is that Becky's favorite Christmas gift this year was an electronic drum set. She claims that she is Go Go-ing to the basket these days cuz ... she Got The Beat.

Another case of mistaken identity: While walking to our gate in the Cleveland airport, a woman turned around and said, "Go Rockers ... way to beat the Liberty." After seeing the scowls on our faces, she sheepishly whispered, "Y'all are the Liberty, aren't you?" OOPS. Her bad.

Our PR guru (Jason Guy) was wondering the other day if someone can be gruntled ... or just disgruntled. I bet the winner of the spelling bee would know.

Newsworthy
A study by Screenvisions Cinema Promotions found that popcorn eaters are three times more likely to cry during movies than those who abstain. Popcorn eaters also were three times more likely to feel romantic. Is this a reflection on popcorn ... or our obsession with doing worthless studies?

Students at Gabriel Richard High in Riverview, Michigan, who want to attend a school dance must pass a quiz on acceptable dance-floor behavior. Whatever happened to just throwing down some cardboard and doing the worm?

Westin Hotels & Resorts plans to install dual showerheads. Forget two ... how about one that doesn't make me duck!

Just Wondering
Was that NBA Weakest Link or SNL's Celebrity Jeopardy?

Shout Out Time to:
My friend Jan: Glad you got to see a game.
My FiFi date: Tux looked good.
Anyone with the middle name Bartholemew
Charles Manson debaters
Jen: Keep hooping.
Chip: Keep the lessons coming.
KSE: Thanks for everything.