I love Super Bowl Sunday. No lines at Wal-Mart. No lines at Krispy Kreme. No lines at Alberston’s. I don’t know (or care) who won and I’d have to think hard even to tell you who played, but I managed to enjoy the afternoon anyhow. I’ve got doughnuts and toilet paper. What more could I ask?
Maybe I could ask you to go give Becky some business. Considering the way I ignore typos, maybe I should ask myself to do the same thing…