It's almost time for the 2nd Annual Park Ave. Pub Super Bowl Party Of Awesome. (Just got a flashback from The Office -- Pam answers the phone, "Michael Scott's Dunder Mifflin Scranton Meredith Palmer Memorial Celebrity Rabies Awareness Fun Run Race For The Cure, this is Pam... yeah, they hung up.")
I'm not big on any of the teams that are still in the play-offs (if you could have only seen me jumping up and down at the Checkerboard when the Saints scored this weekend, only to sit with my forehead on the table a minute and a half later), but considering the location of the Super Bowl this year -- Indianapolis, what up -- it'll still be pretty special. So come one, come all. I'll be making my now-award-winning chili and spinach dip, maybe deviled eggs since the other two dishes take so little time to make, and I'll stock the bar up a bit for you heathen drinkers.
Since I can't bake, and because I think it's ridiculous, I will not have one of these:
That's my goal for this year, too! C'mon, Super Bowl! Make me feel like shit! Woooo!
Real quick: David's former co-workers came over to cheer him up when he got laid off, I asked our friend J. if he wanted a beer, and he said, "Sure. I'll stop at one." Later in the evening, I asked him if he'd like another beer, and he said, "Oh... no, I stop at one." Then I got confused because it was only 10:30. Took me a bit to realize that he stops at one drink. True story.
Anyone else having a Super Bowl party?
EDIT: Improved (in my opinion) the header. Thanks to Rachel for the suggestions!