Super Bowl Ramblings

Yesterday,  I hung out with Environgirl for Super Bowl Sunday.  The whole day was some sort of surreal time warp.  I literally felt like we were back in high school again.  Before I came over I decided to study at an all you can eat Chinese buffet.  I didn't eat much because I was trying to get through at least 10 boring pages of my ridiculously over-priced textbook entitled Problems of Normal Life.  Well, I think finances are a big problem of normal life! I have a problem paying $163 for a textbook that I can only sell back for $15 bucks if I'm lucky! BASTARDS! (but I digress.)

 

 After studying I went to E-girl's because she told me she'd cook and rent videos.  She isn't a big football fan so she spends Super Bowl Sunday watching movies.  This is fine with me since I'm superstitious and make it a point to never watch the game until the last quarter. First I check the half-time scores. If my team is up, I watch the last quarter. If my team is down, I don't watch it at all.  Like most superstitions, its pure hogwash, but dang it worked this year and for Super Bowl XXXVIII.  Last year for Super Bowl XL I screwed up and watched the whole damn game! Damn Steelers!

 

Anyway, first we watched about an hour and a half of The Boondocks because E-girl  was busy making pizza.  Then we watched Idlewild. It was a good movie, but much like its stars, André 3000 and Antwan "Big Boi" Patton from Outkast, it was kinda strange.  In the middle of the movie, Environgirl's friend from the Windy City called and told us to remind us to watch Half-Time show starring Prince. They chatted a bit while they ignored my yells of GO COLTS! LOL!  We turned on the Half-Time show and LOST OUR FRIGGIN' MINDS. 

 

Actual Conversation between Environgirl and Me.

 

Prince: Dearly beloved, we're gathered here today to get through this thing called life.

 

ENVIRONGIRL: (head thrown back)  AHHHHHHHHHHH! OMG! OMG! AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

 

ME:   (hands thrown up in reverence):  OMG! YES! YES! YES! AAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! YOU'RE DA MAN BABY! YOU'RE STILL THE MAN!

 

ENVIRONGIRL:  Geez us! He still looks the same!  My GAWD!!!

 

ME: Girl he's doin' the damn thang! AHHHHH!!!!!

 

Prince sings "Purple Rain":  I don't wanna be your weekend lover.....

 

ENVIRONGIRL and ME:  AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! *gasp for breath* AHHHHHHH

 

ME: (thinking to myself) Sweet Mary am I crying???

 

As you can see, our day had all the elements of high school: pizza, cartoons, movies and fanatical worship of a wonder god. 

 

In case you missed the Half-Time show, here's a clip:

 

 

 By the way, I figured out why Prince still looks the same even though he's 48 years old.  The man is an incubus. He must be feeding off the sexual energy from the crowd. (I'd gladly feed him! :P)