Hork! No, wait. Bleh.

Some thoughts on yesterday:

  • Did someone pass a law banning turn signals? I may have mentioned this before but it bugs me every damned time.
  • I hereby refuse to turn right on red unless I am either: drunk and have to find a place to take a slash or not drunk but on my way to a choice drinking establishment. I would be perfectly happy if we swapped the apparent ban on turn indicators for a ban on turning right on red. The former is too effective whilst the latter is overly abused.
  • I can not muster one ounce of excitement for the Superbowl nor can I determine the cause of this disinterest. Surely the Eagles’ appearance after twenty-odd years ought to be cause for celebrations, laments that I can’t trek to Jacksonville and travel plans to Philadelphia for the post-game riots but I just can’t rally to the moment. Either it’s the two week delay between the conference championships and the big show, the fact that it’s February for chrissakes, or that the NFC Championship game was the real hurdle for the Eagles and that it may be expecting too much for them to conquer the Superbowl this year. Maybe after three or four tries: it seems to take them that long to get it in gear.
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