Serenaded
My dad just called and sang Rocky Top to me. [In case you’re living under a rock, there’s a big game today.]
My dad just called and sang Rocky Top to me. [In case you’re living under a rock, there’s a big game today.]
• I watched the Superbowl last night, probably for the first time (intentionally) ever. It was boring as shit until the last quarter, when I actually found myself emoting over football, and getting happy when Eli Manning did his little anti-sack dance and threw that awesome pass that turned the game around. Could have been the bottle of bubbly, could have been all the food, could have been the company I kept, but whatever it…
Well, the Tigers have done it. They move on to the Elite Eight. Tonight they butted heads with the Texas A&M Aggies and came away victorious. It made for an interesting night at work; two of my friends/co-workers are spirited A&M alumnae, so they spent a good portion of the night getting razzed by the Tiger fans (read: everyone else). I’ve gained quite a reputation in the office for being completely apathetic about sports. But…
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