Business…here’s a quick primer on the college hoops season.
So my buddy JR got married last weekend. One time for black love.
One of the coolest things about any affair involving his fam is hanging out with his five year-old niece (going on six, actually).

Isn’t she adorable?
Anyway, I asked her after the ceremony if it would be okay if I sat next to her at the reception. Kid makes good conversation.
A few minutes passed, and the walked up to me, took my hand, and told me we needed to talk. She led me about five steps away from everyone and then asked a question.
“What made you ask me out?”
Again, she’s 5.
That leads me to believe one thing–the bizarre self-doubt that makes women such interesting creatures to try and date really isn’t learned. It’s friggin’ innate! There’s no way for her to have the life experience to make such a question legitimate. And she said it with nothing but sincerity.
So fellas, if your lady gets a lil’ shaky about, I dunno, everything, just know that she came about it honest. Apparrently, it comes part and parcel with the second X chromosome.
Random–am I the only person that thinks that Steele cat in Maryland may have won had Mike Tyson not been seen with his “Steele ’06” t-shirt? Tyson’s got some sorta kin-in-law relationship with Steele, but still. If Mike Tyson was a registered Republican, could you imagine how awkward it would for those guys whose jobs are just to kiss ass if Tyson ever became financially solvent and made a massive donation, one so large it couldn’t go unacknowledged?