Well, and today's the day. Somehow, in all the conversations about scheduling and about the whole staged reading, nobody ever brought up that it was Super Bowl Sunday. Not that it would have made a lot of difference, although I would have pushed more strongly for a three o'clock start, to make sure that people could get home for kickoff even if they live the next town over. But I think it's funny—a certain type of person, when thinking about anything scheduled for a Sunday in late January or early February, would immediately think to check whether it was Super Bowl Sunday. Not me. And not my Dear Director. Or the Rector. Or any of the fellows in the cast, or any of the other theater people that I've been trying to get to attend.
And, you know, it's not like I'm utterly cut off from the sports world. I've been reading about the Super Bowl, the unlikely story of the Arizona Cardinals, and the Boss. I somehow forgot that it was on Sunday, or that it was on this Sunday, anyway. Back of the mind thing, rather than front. Ah, well. Some people will show up, anyway, right?
Tolerabimus quod tolerare debemus,
-Vardibidian.
Congrats!! I’m sure it will be wonderful. 🙂
I was totally ignorant of the Super Bowl until this morning (I mean, I knew it was happening, and all). How’d it go?
peace
Matt
Cardinals won. The Steelers get some sort of trophy for having the highest raw score, so they don’t feel bad.
Thanks,
-V.