Super Bowl - Random Thoughts

I used to refer to it as the Stupid Bowl, but FlapJilly told me that word is unacceptable, so I stopped.

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I don't have anything invested in the NFL in general or these two teams in particular.  I know about  Brady (has a gazillion Super Bowl appearances) and Mahomes (youngest quarterback ever in the Super Bowl) and Gronkowski's emergence from retirement to play on a new team with his pal, Tom.  Beyond that, the only other player I know is Kelce, only because he's from Cleveland Heights, just like TBG.

I'm here for the commercials.

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Local commercials before half time included a farting dog.  .

The CBS Sports Half Time Report introduced itself with cartoon lightning bolts and neon overlays.

We agreed, after some discussion, that we are obviously not the target audience.

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Thinking abut the actual Half Time Report itself, after watching SNL last night, I can't stop laughing at James Brown.  

He's only doing his job, and I'm giggling.

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The Weeknd performed from the stands at half time, in front of an ever changing, migraine inducing, neon lighted maze, filled with red coated dancers wearing white jock straps on their heads, masklike, revealing only their eyes. 

At this point, TBG suggested that the NFL should have hired the people who put on the DNC Convention and the Biden Inaugural.  

He hit mute, but turned it on again when the jock strap people started doing a robot dance on the field.  It was visually pleasing at times, and the song was okay, but mostly it was creepy.  

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Did I mention that The Weeknd is the name of one young man?  Not his group.  He, himself.  

Apparently we are also the only people on the planet who did not know that H.E.R. is one young, guitar playing singer. 

Without tweens and teens in my car, I am woefully out of touch with today's music.  After what I've heard tonight, I'm not sure that's something to mourn.

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I laughed at the Flat Matthew commercial and the Rocket Mortgage examples of how pretty sure could be a troublesome assurance.  I enjoyed all the shop local spots, from Uber Eats to Sesame Street.  The QT employees smiling as they worked were charming.

The anthropomorphized M&M's have always bemused me, but they did make me laugh tonight, as did Stephen Colbert eating wings without speaking.

I found the NFL's self promotional reincarnations of Vince Lombardi almost as creepy as the jock strap dancers.

I winced at the Jimmy John's depiction of their competitor as a mob boss.  Perchance they are feeling threatened by Jersey Mikes, and are trying to make a not too subtle Tony Soprano connection.  Is it cancel culture to be offended on behalf of  those of Italian descent?  

Or, perchance, I'm overthinking it since the game is turning into a blow out.

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And that's it.  Basically boring.  We're going to the Puppy Bowl now - it's billed as Intentional Cuteness and that's what I feel like watching right now.