Super Sunday

In a stroke of brilliance, Charter managed to come turn off the cable TV and internet to the house on Saturday morning. We had asked them to move the main input line around and they decided that we could wait a week between de-activating the old input and activating the new input.

Wonderful! Just in time to not be able to watch the SuperBowl.

So Dan and I headed out to a local sports bar to watch the game. We're definitely on a tight budget, so we managed to nurse a beer apiece for most of the game. Still, it was definitely worth the splurge.

Being from Oregon, where there is no pro-football, Dan grew up a Seahawks fan. And starting with a safety on the first play of the game was a real treat. Between fumbles, interceptions and 90+ yard punt returns, the night was filled with astounded mumblings of, "Wait, did that just happen?"

I'm super glad Dan dragged me out—I was ready to call it a night at 5PM, but he convinced me to come along.

To top the night off, the sports bar was having a raffle. And in typical me fashion, I won tickets to the Dave Matthews Band concert in June! So I guess what I'm saying is, thanks Charter. I appreciate your fuck-up more than you know.

"When life gives you lemons, make lemon-blueberry-cornmeal pancakes."

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