Super Bowl Sunday.
I’m not a big watcher of sports. I’d rather be playing them than watching someone who makes more than the President of the United States play them, amiright?
Anyway, I generally root for whatever team I feel has the sharpest looking uniform because I JUST DON’T CARE. How about that? So, naturally, I was rooting for the Seahawks. That Bronco blinding orange and blue thing just isn’t my speed. Note: everyone in the entire town is rooting for the Broncos and then there’s me. And when they get all confrontational about it and I tell them that the Seahawks have nicer-looking uniforms they just shake their heads and walk away like I’m crazy.
Hey, guess what? At least my happiness doesn’t depend on who wins or loses.