Feb 06, 2011After the Super Bowl (365:037)

After the Super Bowl (365:037). Copyright © 2011 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

Super Bowl Sunday!

Well, I tried to get excited about the Super Bowl but failed quite happily. Supper Bowl Sunday might be more appropriate as I scoffed huge quantities of unhealthy things while watching the endless adverts interspersed by a load of fat blokes assisted by a couple of skinny blokes chasing a rugby ball around a field. They managed to do this seemingly without proper passing, stopping to have a scrum or a throw-in. I wasn’t that impressed by the adverts either (we’ll gloss over the half time ‘show’).

Next time I’ll lay off the molten cheesy dip stuff though. I had the most horrendous dreams featuring flayed living animals and moving (as in still living) dissected things. And that’s not to mention the entrails that someone was throwing out of a window. No, no more runny cheese dip for me. Ginger is totally unconvinced about the hallucinogenic properties of the humble lump of cheese, but eating cheese before bed almost always provides lucid dreams for me.

I started the day thinking about what great photo opportunities stretched ahead of me. Alas, it was not to be so. After Sunday School I had a Youth Group meeting, but the room was a bit dark, and I didn’t want to slow the meeting down by stopping to take pictures. I thought the Super Bowl party at Chuck’s would provide great opportunities – I was sure my enthused face glowing in the light of Chuck’s 70″ monster TV would make a great picture, but nah. So instead when I got home I had a couple of beers, a couple of marmalade sandwiches (I like marmalade), and a late-night arm’s length photo opportunity followed by some clichéd post-processing.

The really good news: the kids go back to school tomorrow morning. The bad news: They come back in the afternoon. Just kidding! Though it looks like more snow is due later in the week.

Copyright © 2011 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

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