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A sampling of stuff I woulda shoulda coulda written about. Served all at once. Better put on a bib.

• We met some friends at Jun Bo last Sunday morning for a Dim Sum dumplinganza. I had only ever eaten at Jun Bo during the week and had concluded that the hype was somewhat hypier than deserved. Well Sunday mornings are a totally different story. Witness: a group of Chinese girls in fancy dresses with little white furry shawls greet you at the door and show you to your table. They seat you on the right side of the building, which is a massive banquet room packed with [no DEF] 800 other people scarfing down cart after cart after cart of pretty darn good Dim Sum. At that point the differences between the weekday lunch scene become too numerous to list. The food: I didn't have the chicken feet, but I did put down about 25 dumplings wrapped with various wrappers and filled with various fillings. And probably 10 cups of tea. And a couple of sweet items. And a pound or so of stir fried pea leaves. And ribs. And a bunch more stuff. And it was all actually fantastic now that I think about. Go go go, 3 times I say go.
• You know you're six or seven beats behind on the blogging when buzz.mn scoops you on the new Lake Harriet picnic pavilion thing. Ugh. It's been on my "wtf is that going to be?" list ever since we went down there on of those really warm Sundays a few weeks ago to splash around in puddles and try to walk around by the Bandshell. I say 'try' because the park system doesn't really shovel around by the bandshell too much, so unless you have a 4WD stroller with monster truck tires, you weren't strollering anywhere that day. BTW, if you do have a 4WD stroller with monster truck tires please send me a few pics, because that sounds awesome.
• Gopher puck. Yankees on ice. Big 1 seed. NCAA Tournament bound. And you gotta like the effort against North Dakota in the WCHA Final Not Sure What This Tournament Really Means Five. I was up off the couch yelling and screaming when Wheeler dove and slapped that puck in just like every other Gopher rube. That said, I went to the semifinal game the night before when we played Wisconsin and let me just say this: we're too fancy. And that probably stands for all definitions of the word 'fancy'. And I don't just mean our traditional afraid to hit style, I mean our obsession with making too many silly passes. How about some shots? Was I the only one who noticed the total shot count after a 53 second 5-on-3 against Wisconsin? Answer: zero. The only excuse I can think of is that we were trying to break the record for the most consecutive passes without a shot during a 5 on 3 in a semifinal tournament game. And hey, kudos on the effort, but fake stats don't win championships, so let's shoot the puck. And how about the next night in our [admittedly gutty] ND win? Can you spell 1 shot over 8 minutes of power plays? That's not exactly "taking advantage of opportunities". (We did deliver in the 9th and 10th minute of man advantage, which throws off a lot of stats, which is why I'm shedding light on it here. You're welcome) Also this: Eric Johnson kinda looks like he's checked out to me. Lots of gliding, not much striding. I suppose he's maybe one of those super efficient, positionally brilliant all around players, but I'm not convinced he's as fully involved as we need him to be. (Nostradoodle still predicts: "Gophs win it all, doy. Ditka".)
• Twitter. I assume jejune.com was taken. I signed up a few months back when Rex wouldn't shut up about it. (Still hasn't.) I haven't actually twitted yet. And now it's full of twits. They're too lazy (or boring) to blog, but overnight they're all busting with cybercred because they twit. Burn. And how long until this thing gets overrun by bots? Nostradoodle predicts 3 months. Unless nobody is indexing it, in which case maybe we're safe. Now if you'll excuse me, I just changed a diaper and I need to inform the Twitterverse.
• Was Scooby Doo the original mash-up? Reminder: Don Knotts on a cartoon should count for something. No? How about Laugh Olympics? Some lunch conversations conclude: yes.