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A.J. Pierzynski is still not dating Angelina Jolie. This is still good, because I still don't like the guy. Check back tomorrow for another update of the Pierzynski/Jolie Watch.
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My list of encounters:
- When I was six or seven, Johnny LeMaster came into the Redwood City Kaiser pediatric wing. I actually recognized the guy. My parents should have made the decision to send me to military school right then. If not, they should at least have looked into having me sterilized.
- My mother collects the same Madame Alexander dolls as Bill Laskey, and sees him at the same sale every year. Laskey claims they are for his daughter. You be the judge.
- Darren Lewis lived six doors down from me for a short time. He once went out of his way to do a phone interview with me for one of my high school projects. I repeatedly confused his biography with Royce Clayton's during the entire interview. My sports journalism career was off to a great start.