The Superbowl must have been over around 7PM or so, but we didn’t leave the bar until close to 10PM. I was watching the game with my old co-worker and my old boss. We were talking afterwards about this and that and we kind of closed the place down.

I think it would have been less distracting to watch the game where I wasn’t on the path to the Ladies’ Room, but that made for a more interesting night as well.

Spilling soup on one’s only pair of sweatpants makes for a cold walk to the gym. I figure that’s just me complaining, and I was told that a board certified psychiatrist was reading my blog and saying, “He complains a lot. He should take Prozac. It’s really cheap at Costco.” (At least I’m assuming they were board certified.)

So during the middle of the day there was a car from the Geek Squad parked out front. Kind of funny, if you ask me. My sister saw the car and said, “Geek Squad? Who need them? Just ask my brother the questions. It’s cheaper and quicker.” My buddy Greg said, “Geek squad? Don’t you do that stuff for free?”

Turns out my neighbors are sharing their wireless and they both bought laptops. The neighbor next door got a brand new iBook, I’m afraid the other neighbor now has some sort of other computer.