Super Bowl Sunday

I can't even pretend to be excited about Super Bowl Sunday. I honestly could care less. I have as much enthusiasm for the day as men do for Valentines Day (only 13 more shopping days btw). But, really...if you think about it, the Super Bowl is the orgasmic finish to a long season. So I can kinda relate to why people get excited for it. Sucks for people like myself who get bored to death by watching a game. For me the game only has two exciting moments, the half time show and the end. lol I went to Wal-mart today and it was filled with people in Jerseys or hats grabbing some last minute chips & dip, tvs, and probably beer. Now don't get me wrong, I am not into sports, but I will go to a Super Bowl party or a sports bar if invited. Ya know, to holla @ the cuties lol. Who probably won't hear a thing I am saying due to the hold sports have on men (and some women amazingly enough). It's like it puts everything and everyone else on mute. Even with the luxury of instant replay my dad still ignores the shit out of us if he is watching football. My finger could be severed and the house could be on fire and he still would nod and say "that's nice" when we call his name lol. But enough about the super bowl...