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Happy Monday!

1.  That was some Super Bowl, huh?  To be more accurate that was one hell of a 4th quarter, huh? To be most accurate, that was one hell of a final five minutes, huh? However you shake it, the first half of the game was awful. A waste of time, minus the “How Not To Tackle” clinic the Cardinals displayed at the end of the first half as a giant Steeler named Harrison intercepted a Kurt Warner pass just short of the goal line and lumbered down the field in a play that may have been directly taken from a slapstick comedy. The third quarter just sort of happened.  When it ended I felt nothing. It was the perfect way to welcome February, a month in which I feel nothing, into my life.

Whatever, most of the 4th quarter was really, really entertaining. That’s all I was trying to say. My problem is I’m a bad writer and am unable to communicate with words.

2. The commercials were really horrible this year.  The Danica Patrick ones held promise, but much like her career, they ended up being a little disappointing.  Wango! Seriously, even though I knew there was zero chance that I’d see any boobage, for a brief moment I was really excited. Twice.

I truly think there has been so much anticipation allowed to build up around Super Bowl commercials that advertisers are starting to choke a bit.

Whatever. Maybe the magic of the Super Bowl commercial has passed me by. Just like my youth.

Mike

Happy Thursday!

1. Top Chef was a real winner of an episode last night. I’m going to talk about last night’s episode, so if you don’t want anything ruined, skip down to #2*.  Here are the highlights!

- last night’s episode was sponsored by at least 5 billion separate products, including the NFL.

-Padma knows nothing about football. She clearly spent the whole episode trying to figure out why the NFL plays its biggest game in a bowl. However, I would like to encourage her to always wear a ref’s shirt. Holy sweet mother of boner! Hey, I just learned she used to be married to Salman Rushdie. Crazy!

- The little whippersnapper who was kicked off, Jeff I think, tried to do too much.  He would take a simple ingredient like chicken and instead of cooking it in a pan, would launch it into space via the most powerful potatoe gun you’ve ever seen. You know, because he didn’t want to be mundane. Obviously, he’s a pretty talented dude, but I’m surprised he made it this far. Also, did anyone else notice that simply because he was from one part of the South, he claimed the entire southern United States as his home territory.  Very strange.

-Fabio is really starting to get agitated. Over EVERYTHING. From “Bunky” beds to venison, Fabio spent the entire episode teetering on the edge of his sanity. I wonder if that gives him a competitive edge.

-Stefan is a dick. Mostly because he’s super insecure. I just diagnosed that motherfucker! For free!

-Good for Carla. The call for gumbo came at a time when she really needed to hit a home run, erm, score a touchdown. I really like her. I wish she and Fabio could combine and form one super chef. Then I could root for just one of them.

2. There is no number 2 today. I’m sorry. I should have been more honest at the start of this blog.