I have to be honest. I didn't really care who won the Super Bowl. All I wanted to watch was the new episode of House.
To everyone who hates the Patriots: See, karma works.
To everyone who hates the Giants: Think of it this way--they're gonna have to work hard to stay on top, and we all know how stressful it is to be on top.
A few nitpicks: In my view, New York did not "stomp" New England. Yes, they managed to outplay them, but not "stomp" them. "Stomp" would imply that the Giants won by a large margin. With a score of 17 to 13, I'd say the Giants edged out the Patriots. Also, about being the "world champions," yes, I suppose that's what we call the Super Bowl winning team, but it rings false for me until we actually gather all the best American-style football teams in the world in one place and hold a tournament. Please note I said "American-style football" and not the sport the rest of the world calls "football" and we call "soccer."
So which one's harder: Trying to carry a ball to a goal post while wearing a helmet and padding and facing off against similarily dressed men or kicking a ball across a field towards a guarded goal without using your hands while your only protective gear is a pair of kneepads?
Right now, I'm amazed Boston hasn't declared war on New York City yet.
Anyone remember when portable phones were only phones. Now we've got cell phones that can be cameras and mp3 players, and I'm not getting started on wireless Net access. Look, all I want is a cell phone that lets me call people and save my favorite numbers. The camera option's cool, though.
I'd like to have the stage boss music from the first Sonic the Hedgehog game as a ring tone.
I think our dead loved ones have better things to do than to see what we're up to.
I like the concept of heaven depicted in The Lovely Bones.
Yes, I voted on Super Tuesday. I like to think I have a voice. Also, I think people who are too lazy to vote have no right to complain when things go wrong.
I'd like to drop off all the people who want English to be the only language we speak in a random part of Mexico or another Spanish-speaking country. I'm curious to how long they'll last.
Yes, it's true that people kill people, but I'd like to make sure they can't kill me from a distance.
I have an urge to man a flying pod armed with various weapons and go after Justin Timberlake. I'll start with the wrecking ball.
From the desk of H.A. Senidal, 2/6/2008
Published by H.A. Senidal
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Post a CommentVery witty observations and comments. At least this Super Bowl wasn't Super boring. In Michigan, we had a quasi primary for the Republican and Democratic candidates.
Okay, why do you want to go after Justin Timberlake? Not that I'm a fan, I'm just wondering what reason you've chosen. And who did you vote for??? You must tell me. Since I can't vote for a president, I have to live vicariously through other Americans.