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  • Co-ed rooms in college and other dirty stuff

    Reading my Sun-Times today and found out that the University of Chicago is now allowing men and women to room together in its dormitories, a new policy that 50 students will take advantage of, so to speak.

    I’m trying to imagine what my father’s reaction would have been if I wanted to room with a boy in my college dorm.

    I’m wondering how it would have gone if he had let me.

  • Venus and Serena Rise Above the Sister Thing

    You would think that in all my years of covering sports that I would have run into more than one notable sibling rivalry. If I did, it couldn’t have been all that notable since I don’t remember it. Only one stood out and still endures and that’s Venus and Serena Williams, who will meet Saturday for the fourth time in a Wimbledon final.

    It used to be a joke, Williams vs. Williams, and one I couldn’t defend.

    Here’s the first half of a column I wrote in July of 2000:

  • Memories of Hondo

    We’ve been talking a lot about dogs in our house lately.

    Our 11-year-old son Alec wants one and wants one badly, so much so that I’d like to get him one just to see the look of utter joy on his face. Then I’d like to put both the dog and Alec into a time machine and transport them back to before they met so they’d never know the difference.

  • LIVE from in Front of my Television

    I would have written sooner, but I was busy watching the 102nd hour of continuous live coverage on the death of Michael Jackson.

    I am now taking meals in front of CNN and am thinking of installing a TV in the shower so I can still maintain some semblance of personal hygiene while all of this is playing out.

    I am not proud of this facet of my personality. But I figure if I wasn’t addicted to lurid and gross over-exposure of news events, it might be something even worse, like mah jong.

  • God Help Us, Lou and Milton Show their Feminine Sides

    If I was a Cubs fan, I might not feel this way. And if I was a man, I know I would not feel this way.  But as a woman and an impartial observer, I was fascinated by the confrontation between Cubs manager Lou Piniella and his “star” rightfielder Milton Bradley this weekend.

    I put star in quote marks because Bradley has not played this season like someone paid $30 million for three years is expected to perform. The Cubs knew they were taking a chance in signing him because Bradley, for all of his wondrous talents, has a long history of acting like a deranged two-year-old in need of a nap.