Never, ever underestimate the power of begging as I storm into the last 8 of the BlogMadness tournament, which is about 2 rounds further than I thought I would get, so thank you all, thank you, thank you… Well at least I didn’t burst into tears Sally Field “you really love me” style (that’s reserved incase I win).
So it’s February 2nd, that can only mean one thing!
IT’S GROUNDHOG DAY!!! Rise and shine, campers, and don’t forget your booties ’cause it’s cooooold out there today. Punxsutawney Phil, The Seer of Seers, Sage of Sages, Prognosticator of Prognosticators and Weather Prophet Extraordinary saw his shadow though, cursing us to a further 6 weeks of winter, but if winter is anything like the weather we had this weekend, bring it on.
It’s also the day after the Super Bowl.
Can the Patriots only win Super Bowls with the last kick of the game? Unfortunatley I wasn’t feeling so well and ended up missing the second half due to me sleeping soundly in bed, which kinda sucked. I think the excitement of seeing Janet Jackson’s boob at half time was too much for me… The only bad thing about the Bowl was CBS’ HD feed sucked ass, jumping all over the place and cutting out sound here and there at random.
But YAY! GO PATS!