Stupor Bowl

Every year I watch one football game. Every year it's the Super Bowl. Every year I'm surprised at how boring, overhyped, and lame the whole shebang is. Mostly, I just use the thingamajig as an excuse to hang out with friends and family and consume large quantities of junk food, so Mission Accomplished on that front at least.

Super Bowl commercials universally sucked, so much so that I am never eating Burger King or drinking Diet Pepsi ever again. That's right boys, your ads were so crummy that you have lost a customer for LIFE. (Okay, admittedly, I didn't exactly drink Diet Pepsi before, but it's the principle of the thing) The only entertaining commercials were for beer, with the overall message seeming to be: "Alcoholism is good". So screw those guys too.

Movie Previews? Shaggy Dog: Sucksucksuck. Mission Impossible 3: Suck. That thing with Bruce Willis with a mustache and some Rapper Dude: Sucksucksucksucksucksuck. V for Vendetta: The Jury's still out on this one, but the preview did indeed suck, nothing but explosions and a bald Princess Amidala. Word of mouth on that movie is really gonna have to pick if I'm gonna get interested. Especially since the creator of the original (must read) story, Alan Moore, has already removed his name from the project and deemed it to be garbage.

Now, to keep this from getting too negative, I'd like to say that for all the crap that was Super Bowl Whatever Number, I still had fun hanging out with my Pa and my Crew, which, for me, is the real meaning of Super Bowl Sunday. And I ate Chips and Subs and Hot Wings and Chips and Dip and Chips and Hot Wings and Ice Cream with Brownie and Chocolate Syrup...