No, that's not a typo.
So who's going, this year? The only way I'll watch anything but the ads is if the Saints are playing. I have always had a fondness for the Saints. Me'n Johnny watched the game yesterday with a great deal of enjoyment and beer. Little fucker sure can't hold his liquor, but I digress...
It was the first game I've watched all the way through since I turned off the last Raiders game in the middle and stalked away in disgust. Watching your favorite team lose nearly every game they play ranks right there with finding out your Special Ed Teacher wife has sex with her students.
I may watch some of the Patriot/Charger game today, just in hopes that the Chargers get violently sodomized. I mean, I hate them both, but I think this year I hate the Chargers worse.
Oh well, at least my sister's birthday celebration will interrupt the festivities today. She wants KFC chicken and cole slaw for her birthday meal. Can't argue with that. Finest kind. Expensive as shit, though, so, happy birthday, Sis! We spent your present money on chicken!
My Dad fell down and hurt himself pretty bad on Friday, and being dysfunctional idiots, they didn't tell me until yesterday. I literally threatened to call the sheriff and have him 5150'd if she didn't get him to the hospital, so she, a woman who doesn't drive (because she is nuts, I don't think she even has a license) drove him to the ER, and I guess he is going to live, but he is pounding the Vicodin, so this afternoon should be pretty interesting.
Nothing gets between that man and a KFC chicken leg, even pain and being loaded. He's like a fuckin wood-chipper.
With parents like these, it's a wonder I'm sane...
I neglected yet again to win the Powerball Lottery. Damned defective tickets. I bought three, and all my numbers bracketed the winning numbers, and if I could pick and choose between the three tickets, I woulda won, but God still keeps me poor.
Maybe next week...