Wednesday, September 26, 2007

I'm already sick of the Packers and they've only won 3 games.

On the other hand I kind of want them to go undefeated just so I can one day expunge on my experience among the locals during a time of unbridled Packers football FRENZY. It's already beyond normal 'fan support'. I can't even watch the weather without hearing about it. Even if it's Monday, and the next game is 6 days away, the local meteorologist puts a little icon of a Packers helmet on 'game day' during his daily "and here's the weather leading up to game-day" report. Is nothing sacred to you people?

The cello studio had it's first "studio dinner" tonight. Here's the highlight: on our way to Downer we were walking en-mass (taking up the whole sidewalk) when, out of nowhere, we failed to give way to an oncoming biker and he yelled at us, "Do you want a fritter up your cock?" I was stunned. I mean, what the hell? To top it off, he was definitely wearing a Packers sweatshirt.

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