Happy New Year!
I’m the height (or depth) of sloth today. Slept ’til 11, and since then have been sitting on the couch, in my jammies, bowl games on TV and laptop in my lap. Annoyed a bit, actually, at the effort required to flick my eyeballs down to see my laptop screen through reading glasses, then up to catch the action on the TV.
Currently watching the Rose Bowl, this year an abomination ‘afore the Lord as Texas has supplanted a worthy (at least until they got rolled by Texas Tech a couple days ago) Cal team in what should ALWAYS be a contest between the Pac10 and Big 10. I’m sure White House operatives were instrumental in getting Texas the bid. I’ll bet Karl Rove has voted in the Coaches’ Poll the last 4 weeks, inching Texas up the BCS rankings with a whispering campaign that the Berkeley folks support requiring a third locker room at all NCAA games just for gay players. Of which there are none, of course. What am I thinking?.
It’s actually quality time with my mother in law, as my wife hides out in another room or even does some housework to avoid watching football. My MIL has trouble tracking sitcoms and other shows sometimes (in her defense, producers have sped up the pace of dialogue), but she likes watching football after a lifetime of watching with my father in law, and every now & then sees something familiar (”Is Joe Paterno still coaching? How old is he, anyway?” Ans: not much younger than she.)
Although it feels like speaking a foreign language, I find myself cheering for Michigan in Big Ten solidarity. I’ll gargle with something antiseptic after.
