Apparantly there’s a small difference between police procedures in LA and those in Sand Lake, MI. For example, when a minor takes a car for a joyride in Sand Lake, the police will follow him to make sure nothing goes wrong. In LA, however, the police will simply gun him down.
Can you believe tha LAPD has such a bad rep?
Ok, let’s get through this as quick and painlessly as possible. The Eagles lost in the Super Bowl. It sucks. I’m disappointed. But I’m moving on. It was a hell of a game, and that almost hurts more. Losing by only three points when your team makes so many mistakes really gets to you. I had trouble getting to sleep at first, because I just kept running through the blown opportunities at the beginning of the game. Just a single conversion in the red zone early on – even a field goal – would have completely changed the game. That’s going to gnaw at me for a while, so imagine what it does to the players and coaches.
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Today’s the day. I’m totally pumped. It will all be decided in a matter of hours. Unfortunately, my plans didn’t quite work out as planned. I had hoped to go to Philly for the game, but bars would be too expensive (Chickie ‘n Pete’s wanted $125/person!) and probably no the most fun for Lisa and I. Work has been so crazy lately that I never got around to making the plans I should have – hanging out with my family for the game. By the time I made the effort, everybody had their plans elsewhere. Instead I’ll just have to enjoy the game here at home in beautiful Hi-Def glory.
Hey, I love me Dad (and he did teach me the game), but I’m still looking forward to the crisp picture I’ll be getting courtesy of Comcast.
This weekend has been a big Philly sendup for me. Yesterday morning I introduced Lisa to the glories of Pork Roll. Of course it was Taylor, and straight from the log – the way it was meant to be. Then we headed south to find a sporting goods store that admits teams other than the Yankees exist (have I mentioned how much the NYC area sucks). I picked up a championship shirt to go under my jersey. After putzing around Princeton Forrestal Village we stopped by my parents’ and went out to dinner with my Mom. I love that my Mom will end up picking a pub for dinner. On our way home we stopped by the 24-hour Acme and picked up a “One” shirt (which Lisa is now wearing). My Mom also provided us with some scrapple to start our Philly Super Bowl day. Mmm mmm!
Now I’ve got the DVR fired up, some Yuengling in the fridge, kielbasa defrosting, and a big ol’ bag of Sour Cream and Onion Herrs chips to help me cheer on an Eagles victory. If all goes well, I’ll be on Broad Stree come Tuesday morning.
Once this is all over, I’m sure that this space will return to it’s regularly scheduled blog…
I finally got a new pair of black shoes last night. One of those amazingly quick and easy shopping endeavours. The goal was black shoes for work with a side order of Chick-fil-A. Of course the nuggest came first, and then Lisa and I sought out the Journeys, only to realize that I mixed up which mall it was in. That left me a tad disappointed, but Lisa would not give up and suggested that we check out Macy’s. I went along, although I didn’t have much hope.
After searching through many pairs of dress shoes, I finally decided to try on a pair of Timberlands. Not exactly what I wanted, but they looked different. Unfortunately, they did not have them in the size of my abnormally large feet. Ugh. They did, however, have a pair of Rockports around my size in black leather. The floor model was only displayed in brown nubuck, so I never would have guessed – well, if I had any patience for dealing with sales people I might have guessed. Lo and behold, they fit. It took me about 15 seconds to make a decision, and away we went. The right one is feeling a little tight (like a said, I got big uns!), but otherwise I’m satisfied. So the real question remains, what the hell took me so long?
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