The morning after.
My plan was to wait until this afternoon and let the sun do some of the work, but I gots antsy as I am wont to do and finally went out and freed up the car. That’s how it looked before I started. Now it’s in a cleared area down beyond that blue truck in the background and ready for what will come on Monday.
Word from Bryan and others is that most, if not all, of the guest beers and special beers kicked in West Chester yesterday so any thoughts of venturing in that direction today have been summarily dismissed. Maybe I’ll write (as I should) or drink (as I could) or do both.
Super Bowl Day is the most boring, useless one of the year, the whole country sitting around waiting for a football game that probably won’t be very good. What did Duane Thomas say back in 1972?
“If the Super Bowl is the ultimate game, then how come
they’re going to play it again next year?”
Still true.
However (and however improbable)….Go Saints!
