live from my couch, it's saturday zzzzz!

i was forced to watch basketball on saturday night. had my ankle not been swollen and utterly incapable of moving, i would have run far, far away. but instead it was propped up on a pillow, and if i needed anything, todd carried me back and forth. so i watched sweaty men run up and down the court for a few hours; it wasn't the end of the world. plus, our couch is really comfy. i totally tranked out, until part-way through when the commentators said something like:

commentator a (regarding steve nash's shot): whoa, he's ambidextrous!
commentator b: does that mean he can shoot underwater?

totally made my night.