MY ANTI-SUPERBOWL POST

Not a lot of "meat" to this post.

It's 7:45pm on Sunday, Feb. 5th. SUPERBOWL NIGHT!! Not a single TV on anywhere in the house. It's peaceful. Getting ready to fix some supper and get ready for work in the morning.

I had invitations to go out and join in The National Communal Moment. Just didn't feel like it. The Chiefs aren't playing so I really don't care who wins or loses.

Yeah, the commercials will be great, but I can download the best ones after it's all over and skip the lame ones.

I just don't care this year.

Plus, everyone in my office except me is out this week taking a training class that I've already attended, so it's not like I need to watch it so I can engage in pointless, "team-building banter". Not much on that crap anyway. We're at work. Talk to me about work. Otherwise, STFU! I don't really care about that "really cute thing" that your 3 year old did to the cat. Did you get my report done, or do I need to talk to your boss?

But the REAL reason that I am so adamant about avoiding the Superbowl this year is simply this; if Keith Richards has a "wardrobe malfunction" at half-time and his saggy, wrinkled, 62 year-old nipple gets exposed by Mick Jagger, I will be the only "sighted" person in a country full of blind people. I can have ENDLESS FUN rearranging furniture, tripping people at lunch and firing off air-horns at their seeing-eye dogs.

Enjoy your one night of fun. 2006 is going to be a good year for me!

Heh heh heh!!!!!!!!!!!!