Well, that's over with. The snowball fight in Wisconsin was won by the locals. No surprise, really. I'm a little down, though. Apparently, the equipment guy for our side didn't bring enough O.B. Ultra "Heavy Days." That can really affect the team's confidence.
The New England Clam Chowders beat the Florida OS X 10.2s in a game that almost didn't look scripted.
Note to the television advertising community – I am sick to death of the following ads, and I'm probably not alone:
- The furry woodland creatures singing "Rock Me Gently." I hated that song enough in 1974 to last 34 years.
- Every ad by Verizon, Sprint and AT&T – especially the one with the pony eating the doghouse.
- All the IBM ads except Innovation Man and Buzzword Bingo – and I've seen those enough. If I hear "ideate" one more time I'm going to have to do something irresponsible.
- Anything related to Subway. The one with the referee was funny a couple of times, now I've about had it with that one, too.
- Sven.
- Toyota Tundra. For that matter, all pick-up ads that have an announcer who sounds like he sterilizes his hunting knife in the fire before he digs a bullet out of his own ass with it. Please. We know that full-size pick-up trucks are sold as over compensation, but do you have to be so damned blatant?
- ED medications. Every single ad has reached the nausea stage. The jam session in the deserted antique shoppe singing Viva Viagra gets my thumb to the mute button faster than Rosie O'Donnell.
Go Chargers.
