So, I'm watching Knute Rockne, All American, and it's got me thinking about the subgenre of sports movies: sports movies where someone dies (or gets a clearly deadly illness), which so moves the team that they go on to win a game. So far, I've got this, Brian's Song, and Pride of the Yankees. What else?

Secondary to your question, Hil, are they all Based on a True Story?

(The real George Gipp was exhumed for DNA testing this year, apparently.)

Huh. I hadn't noticed the Based on a True Story thing. Are there any that aren't?

I read about the DNA thing. Done without the permission of his family, according to what I've read. (Also, the people who asked for the DNA testing, to see if Gipp was their grandfather, had assumed that there was a lock of hair or something. They said they wouldn't have asked for it if they knew it would involve digging up his grave.)

Locks of hair don't work, do they? Don't you need flesh?

is Jane magazine a shopping guide? I mean, more so than most fashion mags? There's one that I'm trying to remember...

Has anyone here (re)embraced the skinny jean-leg trend? High waist?

god, I need Benadryl.

Well, without permission of all the family. The person who gave permission to do the exhume and check was family, but he hadn't cleared it with everyone else.

But now they know he wasn't the baby daddy!

O frabjous day! My loving and funny and sweet nephew, who was supposed to go into basic training for the Marines right after Christmas, failed his physical. He has a bad knee and they turned him down flat. He was devastated, but the rest of the family is overwhelmingly relieved.

the lord works in mysterious ways. or the ~ma :)

So who here was reminded by the media that today is Pearl Harbor Day? Who didn't know (and was not reminded by the media)?

I didn’t think about it until the radio news guy announced the date, like he does every day. He said ‘today is December 7” and I mentally added “a day that will live in infamy”

Skinny jeans, not really. Less flared. More striaght leg. But not skinny to the point of hipster-80s-pegged like I've seen on models and in magazines.

Likewise, I have embraced highER waists--not worrying about exposing my entire ass when I sit down is lovely. But high waists? Only for Go Fug Yourself.

I see the skinny jeans all over the place here, and can even envision wearing them, except it would mean a shitload of new (black) shoes. I could with an inch or two higher waists too, meara. That TNG tuck is way old.

Almost done reading Jane. I feel very weirded out.

It might get up to 40F here today -- meltage!

I can bring you more magazines, ita. But if they are going to weird you out, I best not. You almost got Glamour with Jennifer Garner on the cover, except it looked too much like Cosmo.

Oh man. WHY am I awake?