For Your XLIII Enjoyment

I may have mentioned it before, but there is a blog I visit regularly for laughs and fondant - Cake Wrecks. As someone who has a dear friend who was a pastry chef and who took some cake decorating classes once upon a time, the things these people find are hilarious. The Super Bowl edition can be found here.

As an Eagles fan, my rooting interest this Sunday is for an act of God. If both teams could lose, that would be great. Since that isn't a realistic option, I'll take the Steelers just because. I hope it's an interesting game so I don't snack constantly and end up with a stomach ache.

Just in case some of you are not acquainted with the annual United States ritual of Super Bowl watching, the Boston Globe has kindly provided some etiquette tips for you here. On one hand, the article is stupid, meaning common sense would bring you to these conclusions. On the other hand, some people are even more stupid and need someone to tell them what acceptable social behavior is. On the third hand, we are talking about sports fans here. Overly enthusiastic, often drunk, expletive spewing, not the sharpest bunch sometimes... myself included.

The over/under on the National Anthem is 2 minutes. Look people, - and I say this as a singer - the National Anthem is not fucking American Idol. We do not want to hear you wring every note dry while trying to prove how wonderful you are. People paid to see the game, not your dumb warbling ass. So sing the song and let the game start. I know it's a very hard song to sing, written by a sadist if you ask me, so congratulations on your coup. But for Pete's sake, get your ego out of the way and do your job. Oy. Is that too much to ask?