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It DOES look like it's stopped raining, though.
Silver lining ?
Posted by: Account Deleted | May 22, 2009 at 06:04 PM
go ask alice!
Posted by: judi | May 22, 2009 at 06:14 PM
Ed Norton, Tournament Director.
Posted by: Horace LaBadie | May 22, 2009 at 06:17 PM
when she's ten feet tall? gah! i was just typing that!
Posted by: just sayin' | May 22, 2009 at 06:18 PM
The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles are in charge of registration?
Posted by: Elwood Blues | May 22, 2009 at 06:28 PM
What an odd thing for a Blues Brother to say.
Posted by: gjd | May 22, 2009 at 06:29 PM
Don't fall for it. It looks like the other team may have set up a diabolical trap.
Posted by: nursecindy | May 22, 2009 at 06:35 PM
There's a swamp thingy down that hole, Dave. Don't go!
Posted by: Mitch | May 22, 2009 at 07:11 PM
whatever you do, don't register!!!
Posted by: crossgirl | May 22, 2009 at 07:23 PM
Watch out! If you remove the stopper from the registration hole you might just swirl away into oblivion.
*wanders off to check his dosages*
Posted by: cowhand214 | May 22, 2009 at 08:06 PM
You guys playing in the sewer league?
Posted by: ron | May 22, 2009 at 08:09 PM
Well, Sophie - There's nowhere to go but up!!
Posted by: Punkin | May 22, 2009 at 08:39 PM
HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLE!
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | May 22, 2009 at 09:08 PM
At least they are keeping you informed...
Posted by: Tash | May 22, 2009 at 09:09 PM
Looks like this year, registration is down.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | May 22, 2009 at 09:46 PM
Who's Mom is bringing the oranges?
Posted by: BoscoH | May 22, 2009 at 10:01 PM
Dave, did you check the approved snack list?
Posted by: Punkin | May 22, 2009 at 10:09 PM
You can't just bring oranges anymore, at least here in SoCal you can't. Now you have to top the other moms by bringing juiceboxes, croissants, gourmet jam and gift cards to Build-a-Bear Workshop.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | May 22, 2009 at 10:32 PM
Seems as though sports' administration is really in the sewer.
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | May 23, 2009 at 03:48 AM
"I was down in the sewers with some little lover, when I peeked out of a manhole cover..."--Bob Dylan
Posted by: Travis | May 23, 2009 at 08:25 AM
Who's running this tournament, Nathan Detroit?
Posted by: Renee (the First) | May 23, 2009 at 08:28 AM
YIPES! For a minute there I thought that was the registration for the express handbasket
to helltour.Careful with that creepy IT clown.
Posted by: Siouxie | May 23, 2009 at 08:49 AM
Bravo, Renee! But they need to be careful down there. Get ya feet in too much water and a poison....could develop a co-old!
Posted by: Diva | May 23, 2009 at 09:47 AM
*Rocks blog boat*
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | May 23, 2009 at 10:21 AM
Ah, that's where you find the magical ball of poo! Delightful!
Posted by: Margaritaville | May 23, 2009 at 12:08 PM
Snork @Horace.
You get to drive the geezer bus this weekend.
Posted by: Cheesewiz | May 23, 2009 at 12:52 PM
Just curious -- Do things ever actually bode well? And what do they look like when they're boding?
OTOH, I can make frequent responses about Bode plots, so long as you mind your poles and zeros.
Posted by: danceswithvowels | May 23, 2009 at 06:06 PM
There's nowhere to go butt up, Punkin?
Posted by: danceswithvowels | May 23, 2009 at 06:07 PM
*High fives Diva and Meanie* :-)
Posted by: Renee (the First) | May 23, 2009 at 08:03 PM
At least when I was stuck on traffic duty for our tourney at 6:15 am at the Extortion, err, parking pass station, I was aboveground.
I finished coaching and went back to the registration tent to get out of the sun before heading home. I was promptly ordered back to the parking station to smile and ask people for $5 per car.
Posted by: Not My Usual Alias | May 25, 2009 at 05:39 PM