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Oh look, another day where I slept in. Darn, too bad. If the body needs and wants the sleep, let it have it. I have nowhere to be today and nothing to do so who cares. Went to bed close to midnight so the amount of sleep is proper. Not like I slept 10 or 12 hours. Why was I up so late? Playing Pandemic with my woman!

Yesterday I was reading an article from Wil Wheaton on good two player board games. When B got up we went over to the local game store and looked at all of them. It came down to Pandemic or Baker Street. While in the same little strip mall we went to a used bookstore where I found an excellent copy of an out of print book by an author I like. We then went into the Franz bread outlet in the same location and got some english muffins and assorted bread stuff. A successful jaunt outside. Came back and watched a movie together. B felt like watching Brave so we did.

Made peppers for dinner and then around 8 settled in to save the world. Took a little while to set everything up and go over the rules but two hours later we lost. Notice I say we; Pandemic is a cooperative game which is why B chose it over some of the others. She gets frustrated when games are too competitive and instead of having to play against each other, we can play as team and our decisions impact the whole group. We did manage to cure all four diseases and eradicate one, but we ran out of cities before we could eradicate the rest. Fun game. A little heavy on the setup but once you've played it makes more sense and has good replay. That's important for me. I want to be able to play it again and have a different experience.

Speaking of playing games (you like the segue?) today is one of my least favorite days of the year. StupidBowl. One of the biggest wastes of time, money, and energy in this country. Millions spent on watching grown ass men chasing around a ball. And hitting each other. "I only watch it for the commercials". Well good for fucking you, you capitalist sheep. I personally go out of my way to AVOID being told what to buy and what to do, but you go right ahead and make a fucking party around COMMERCIALS. Hm. Let's see - let's glorify violence, tell people what to buy, and at every turn shove it down their throats. Oh and let's make fun of or criticize or heck even beat up people who don't watch it. Because they're just "un-american faggots". Yes, that's what I have been called in the past for expressing that I dislike football. And you can cry me a river and say that people have a right to like what they like. You're right, they do. But don't shove it down my throat every turn. Don't make me go to the store and have it splayed across everything. Don't treat it like some kind of national holiday and harass those who don't fall in line. You don't see people having a national Sims day do you? You don't go to the store and have sales around Fallout or crocheting or bird house building. Those are all perfectly decent hobbies that other people like. But no one EVER has gone to the store and had to put up with signs of CROCHET DAY SALE! No one has ever been raped, beaten, or killed because their favorite speller didn't win this year's Spelling Bee finals. There's never been a city where a bench was thrown through a bus window to "celebrate" their choice on Top Chef winning. THESE are the problems I have with this stupid day and this stupid sport. Right now millions of people are drinking already, overeating, and planning their lives around the TV and a game THEY AREN'T EVEN PLAYING. No, they're going to yell at a TV and get angry when Big Guyblowski doesn't do what they think they should have done. Then they will throw a bottle at their wife and blame her because she didn't make the right onion dip. How I wish I was exaggerating. Fuck this country and fuck this 'sport'. If the same amount of time and energy was put into some of the real things going on, maybe there wouldn't be children stranded at airports right now. Maybe we wouldn't have a nazi and talking cheeto controlling our government. Ponder that while you watch people chase that fucking ball.