Two Hamberders To Go

Welcome to Wisconsin.

We’ve gotten rain today. It’s flipping February and we’ve gotten rain. I don’t know what to think. This has been the weirdest winter I’ve encountered and I was born in the South!

So the Patriots won. Hope they enjoy their hamberders at the White House. At least one player has said he’ll sit this thing out; he’d rather meet Obama. Heh, can’t blame him.

The score was so low, it was almost as if both teams knew that the winner would have to go to D.C. and meet the Grand Nagus. Apparently, the whole thing was a bust; most of the commercials blew and the Halftime Show wasn’t that great. Supposedly, Adam Levine went shirtless and there was a real kickass choir singer that stole the show but I couldn’t tell you. I didn’t watch.

I used to care about this, even if it was just a little. If it wasn’t about the Halftime Show, then I needed to see the commercials. But now, not so much. The last time I really gave a damn was back in 2011: the Packers were playing and we had a commercial for Transformers: Dark of the Moon which would air during the game. I was working that night, but the employees at the nail salon left their television on so we could watch. I saw the commercial–I was working the self checks–and nearly lost it. Oh and the Packers won so that was kind of cool, too.

I went to the old Walmart last night and I don’t recognize the place. They’ve upgraded the lighting; there are now LEDs in there. You can actually see well enough to get around. It only took them three remodels to make the store look decent; that’s got to be a new record.

About Silverwynde

I'm a Transformers fan, Pokémon player, Brewers fan and all-out general nerd. I rescue abandoned Golett, collect as many Bumblebee decoys and figures as I can find and I've attended every BotCon--official and non--since 1999. I'm also happily married to a fellow Transfan named Prime and we were both owned by a very intelligent half-Siamese cat, who crossed the Rainbow Bridge on June 16, 2018. We still miss him. But we're now the acting staff of a Maine Coon kitty named Lulu, who pretty much rules the house. Not that we're complaining about that.
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