Monday, February 2, 2009

Superbowl Irony


Isn't it just true that people gather at whichever friend's house has the biggest T.V. to watch the Superbowl? So, like the sheeple we are, we headed to my sister-in-laws to eat fattening food, drink too much pop, and stare intently at the TV for 5 hours.
It's not my favorite event.
(Anyone that knows me knows I am not a fan of the television. I watch *maybe* two hours of TV a week, and if the TV's on, I'm usually in another part of the house doing ANYTHING but that. On top of that, there isn't a sport I care about LESS than football. I'd rather watch lumberjack competitions than FOOTBALL!)
I digress.

Anyhow, last night was possibly the best and most fun Supebowl I've ever had.
The TV died.
That's right, at about 6:24, the monster 60 inch TV quit working.
Gave up the ghost.
Went black.
Kicked the bucket. :D
Oh, it was rich. People running around the house, looking for some sort of replacement bulb. What should we do? Move the party? It's a crisis!!!!
In the end, most of the men crowded around an old TV brought out of one of the bedrooms -- and still enjoyed their football.
But for a moment, there was a glimmer of hope.

P.S. As an aside...I really liked the commercial about hating your job where the woman's screaming in the car, then a co-worker walks past the cubicle and tells this guy, "Hey, dummy..." like 10 times, and they punch the koala, and then the guy in the cubicle next door is wearing only underwear. It made me laugh.

2 comments:

John and Kelli said...

Oh, that hurts. I gave it a chance and had an awesome time with a bunch of teens.... all of us screaming at each other over which team was better. My hubby went to be mad... haha, his team lost.

But really, I usually hate the tv, too. :-)

Anonymous said...

You are hilarious!

I love my tv. That's why it stays o-f-f until after hubby gets home. By the time dinner is finished and cleaned up, my brain is spent. So watching tv doesn't make me any dumber! :D

BTW, STEELERS BABY!!!