At least this year. . . in It's a llittle llazy over here

. . . it’s shaping up to be a close. Superbowl. If you’re going to stay up until stupid o’clock, the last thing you want is for the second half to be a procession where you really should just call it off and go to bed but you can’t because there’s just that tiny tiny tiny tiny little chance that if you do, you’ll miss one of the great comebacks of all time. . . .

I rather like American football. I have said this before, probably this time last year.

Work tomorrow is going to be a bit of a pain, methinks.

Touchdown! Yes.