I really could give a rat's ass less about the Chicago Bears or professional football in general. If I manage to get through an entire football season without having to watch a single game, I consider myself lucky. But up here near enough to Chicago that I can look out my window at work and see the skyline, the Bears are a very important thing. So important in fact that management relaxed the business casual dress code for the day and let us wear jeans. They encouraged us to wear blue and orange. When you are a red head, you don't wear many things that are orange. Trying to match your hair to your clothes is not something you really want to do. I wera blue all the time anyway so that was not much of a stretch. And everyone brought food in too. I made these triple citrus bars. Kinda like key lime bars or lemon squares except with three citrus fruits instead of just one. Hey, if pretending to like the Bears will get me a day of scarfing snack food and wearing jeans to work, I'll do it.
My Dad is always surprised when I tell him I don't care about football. He says, "Well you never missed a Friday night game in High school!"
That was because 1) there were lots of girls there. 2) It's where everyone went to hang out. 3) I was the team mascot for 2 of my 4 years and even then I only did it because I thought it would help me meet girls.
So no, I'm not watching the Superbowl, even for the commercials. This weekend is trip # 1 of the BIG MOVE up to Joliet so I don't have to camp out in my new house anymore. Next weekend is the big furniture trip. I'd say it can't get any colder up here right now, but I'd be wrong so I won't say it.
But when the college basketball season gets closer to the tournament, then I get a lot more excited. Plus MY team looks like they might go all the way this year.
GO TARHEELS!
Peace,
Wander
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I'll watch almost ANYTHING if normal people are playing and it's in person.
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I'm glad it only lasts a few hours.
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TARHEELS CAN BLOW ME.
Wander
When I saw Gar-Field I immediately thought your mascot was the orange cartoon cat. There are worse things than running around in a loincloth in cold weather.