This may be the first year I didn't make a big deal out of the Super Bowl. Just seemed like the same old teams, same old players, same old beer commercials, same same same.
This year, I saw it as the perfect opportunity to go grocery shopping! The way I figured it, everyone would be home shoving various forms of gruel down their throats, getting sloppy drunk, and watching men destroy their bodies on the field. This may be one of the only times the aisles would be clear, and I could do my shopping in peace.
For the most part, I was right! I got in, got out, and was back home before halftime.