Sunday, February 5, 2017

More sweet than bitter

I learned to drive a forklift before I learned to ride a bike. I dunno why that was the thought I woke up thinking, but it's true.

My dad had a job driving a forklift in some warehouse somewhere in LA and on days he couldn't get a sitter for me he would take me with him. He sat me on his lap and taught me how to drive the damn thing. I loved it.

Anyway, that's all I have to say about that.

Back to our regularly scheduled programming.

It's Superb Owl Sunday!

Or as my buddy Craig calls it, Superb Owl Game of Sports. I Have nerdy friends.

The SOGS is bitter-sweet. It's like the first time you touch a boob and get rejected all in one.

It is the culmination of another season of my favorite sport and also its end.

So today friends will gather, even friends who do not watch sportsball, and laugh, catch up, eat too much and enjoy each other.

It's like the holidays but, without the fucking pretense and you don't have to feel bad for not inviting your drunk uncle.

Anyway, Tom Brady is insufferable and he loves #45, but I still want to see him make Goodell uncomfortable in handing him the Lombardi trophy so I'm pulling for the Pats. But I won't be disappointed if the Falcons win. Although, once Matty Ice won the MVP trophy I figured he was in for a loss.

That is some fucking astute football insight, yo.

Titty sprinkles!