My days as a football gluten are fast winding down. The college bowl games are rapidly declining, the pro ballers are into the playoffs and I eye the break between the playoffs and the Super Bowl with thoughts of NASCAR beginning.
I’m a violent critter.
It does bother me that it is being reported young people are being forbidden to play football by their parent, though I can understand the restriction. Some one has to replace the pipeline load some how for the game to survive.
The predictions are that football will go the way of boxing. But boxing was replaced by mixed martial arts. I’m not sure that I’d rather be kicked in the head, punched in the face with a knuckle, or have my head repeatedly bounced off a hardwood floor.
But no one said humans are rational critters, did they.
Housekeeper gets a zero for the Christmas candy. I liked them so much I went on-line and tried to find some more.
I found that they are a seasonal candy.
That earned her a zero. Not nice of her to do that, even if I suspect she bought them on clearance sale. I did order some more, however, from the next seasonal output – Valentines candies.
I wouldn’t dare try to return the favor by giving Housekeeper some of those and hope she became addicted. I like her hubby and wouldn’t want him mad at me.
I ordered two boxes of the Valentines stuff, however. If one box lasts as long as the Christmas candy I’ll be needing more than one to make it through January.
From the reaches,