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Super Bowl, what?

So instead of coming home and going straight to bed like a sensible person, I stayed up until about 0300 playing Civicrack and listening to the Root of All Evil (with 100% natural Earl tonight instead of stand-ins, for a change) after ripping the last two James McMurtry CDs onto Cowzilla's hard drive.

That meant that I slept in until 1 PM today and I am only now getting around to doing anything more constructive than eating lunch...and I really need to get constructive, since the sink is full of dirty dishes, there are a couple of bags of garbage that need to be chucked into the dumpster, and I need to do laundry. After that I'll be pretty well set for the rest of the week, which is a good thing since I have a whole $10 cash left to me until Friday, which should be when the student loan leftovers arrive along with the paycheck. Good thing, too, because I got BILLS.

I don't really have a dog in the Super Bowl fight, but out of solidarity with onsenmark I think I'll plug in the TV, see if I can get the game, and pull for the Steelers. (Seahawks? Please.) Gonna leave the sound off, though. Especially for the halftime show. The Rolling Stones? WTF? I mean...this is Motown, fools. If you were going to rock, you could at least have gotten the Nuge and Kid Rock, right?

EDIT So much for that - TV can't pull in any kind of a signal, so I'm going to listen to it on the AM Radio. Oh well.


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Feb. 6th, 2006 03:53 am (UTC)
Feb. 6th, 2006 04:14 am (UTC)
When I was a kid everybody listed to AM because there was nothing on FM but elevator music and classical. Then nobody listened to AM because all the good music was on FM and the only stuff left on AM was boring public service crap and news. Then Rush Limbaugh came along and actually had controversial opinions, which made people actually want to call in, argue and/or talk, and this made Rush extremely rich while inspiring a buttload of imitators. While all this was going on, there was always baseball, and Al Franken continued to be lame.
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