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02 02 2020

Sunday morning, the sun shines bright and warm thru windows in the upstairs solarium. Coffee from the Hawaiian island of Kona 100% and Fans, about as good as it gets. Weather.org is forecasting 24 today and at 1000 it is already 16°. I’m thinking a longer bike ride.

YOU’RE GOING TO MISS THE SUPER BOWL?

Wasn’t it last weekend?

Who’s playing?

Cowboys and Pittsburgh?

Patriots and Cowboys? Cowboys and Indians?

No plans for the Stupid Bowl. At all. Somewhere, someone is laughing, licking their chops that they have created such and ‘audience’ or fan base that is approaching what an organized religion USE to be.

I mean millions of peeps are going to sit, gaze fixed on flat screens, now larger than life, get drunk and MOST ANXIOUSLY watch commercials. That’s right and you heard me, probably here FIRST.

Forget the game. It is a social event of the highest magnitude, with watching parties, special recipes to feed guests and it approaches revolting and nearly disgusting to what a game has become.

I remember the first few Stupid Bowls. They were just regular games at 1:00 on the LAST Sunday of the season. That’s about the only thing that HASN’T changed. Like ‘Thank God’ the season is OVER.

Now the game gets ‘recognized’ at church. Ministries are ‘cashing in’ selling tailgate food today to satisfy that market segment.

WOW!! AREN’T WE BITTER TODAY? DIDN’T SLEEP WELL?

That’s half of it.

I just seems like the herd mentality has taken over and is running rampant. It’s hard sometimes to block out 7.5 billion people.

Kind of like a Twilight Zone episode perhaps awaiting to be written. If you simply ignore them, perhaps they will go away?

Must dash. Things to do and I want to fill up this day with accomplishments up to including a productive series of plans for the upcoming week. Right now leaning against the solar array installation if you are keeping score at home and wondering.

I want to finish carving the large set of miniature seagulls for Watching the Shore series and get them closer to painting. The H.3 now has a tail attached so that it terribly exciting. Looking at rough shaping the wings perhaps later today with time.

Carry on then.

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