Oh God, my stomach is so distended. WHY do I do this to myself every Super Bowl Sunday? I watch one football game each year and it's this one, and the only reason I watch it is to have an excuse to eat snacks and watch commercials.
A few thoughts on this year's game:
First of all, choirs are very in, apparently. Both Faith Hill and Bruce Springsteen had choirs in their shows. Speaking of The Boss, did you check out his crotch slide right into the camera during the halftime gig? We were at
Tracey Deel was shot a dozen times by two teens who wanted her car. She dragged herself the length of three football fields determined not to be just another homocide statistic.
Photo by Katharine Shilcutt
Vigilantes rellenos from Manena's
Grabbing breakfast on the go can get stale very easily. Egg McMuffins, breakfast tacos, Starbucks muffins, kolaches, donuts...
All the quickly-obtained breakfasts of the busy, the mindless consumption of fast food, wearing upon you after so many Mondays spent idling in neutral at Whataburger, inhaling fumes from cars ahead of you while you wait for your taquito and Diet Coke. It's certainly no way to start your
I, for one, welcome our new McFlurry overlords.It's hot as balls in Houston. You can do your best to hurry from air-conditioned house to air-conditioned car to air-conditioned movie theater / bar / restaurant / etc., but at some point you're going to be forced to spend more than 30 seconds outside. Just last night, Eating Our Words got stuck at an outside table for three solid hours because our friends are smokers, and of course smokers would cut open your still-beating heart if they thoug
Craig Hlavaty​
Here's Daniel Johnston pouring himself a glass of non-demon tainted Diet Coke. Which is weird because we always thought he was down with the Dew, as in Mountain. Not the band Mountain of "Mississippi Queen" fame. The gross-ass faux energy drink, the one that hillbillies but in their babies bottles so they will wake be awake for the nightly 3 a.m. trips to Wal-Mart to buy propane refills and cold medicine.
Coca-Cola Hilltop Commercial
Thirty years ago, Coca-Cola imagined itself as the arbiter of world peace. Let's just buy the world a Coke and everything will be hunky-dory. Today, America is often despised as a "Coca-Cola" culture, and Coke itself is blamed for the skyrocketing rates of obesity and diabetes in young people. Lo, how times have changed. On the plus side, this commercial had a catchy jingle and anticipated the mainstream celebration of diversity (cheesy costumes notwithstanding) w
