All Eyes on South Florida (except at my house)
Here in Indianapolis, most people I know will be watching the "Slightly-Better-Than-Good Concave Food Surface" on Sunday Night. Why do I call it that? Well, around here, you have to be careful not to call it by it's actual name for fear of copyright infringement. I personally think that the aforementioned nationally televised sporting event should get over itself. They sure want you to call it by it's name if you want a 6 Million Dollar 30-second advertising spot that night.
All the girls at my house don't really care about the game, but we'll probably have it on while I work on an oversized charcoal drawing. Tiny house, big drop cloth. The bottom line is this: Since the bandwagon rolled right into my neighborhood, I might as well hop on it - for a little while, anyway. Oh, God! I am really going to type this... GO COLTS!
By the way, I usually follow Go Colts! with Go back to Baltimore! Here's Olive looking Southward now:
