sniff. I don't feel good. I hab a code ib my nobe. I came home from work early and fell asleep. Now I feel groggy and yucky. But so far, I'm not as sick as my son was. I'll sleep in tomorrow and hopefully that will take care of everything.

For once the Darling Boy and I were rooting for the same team in the Superbowl. Yay Giants!! So, yeah. Joe Montana never lost a Superbowl, so I think those comparisons are over for Mr. Brady. As a season ticket holder for the 49ers, I was at Candlestick park for the run up to all but their first Superbowl. Wow, is all I can say. I have never ever seen another QB affect the very air people breathe the way Montana did. He was an amazing QB. And Niner fans love him to the point where if he shows up at a halftime event, people literally cry. Seen it happen, folks. Not that Brady isn't a good QB, obviously he is. But when it came to getting it done, it was Eli Manning yesterday who had the magic. The Giant's defense was awesome.

I didn't get much writing done yesterday. I wasn't feeling so hot, plus I was futzing around, I admit it. Then the Superbowl. But now I'm going to try to get something done now. Hopefully my fuzzy brain will manage not to poop out on me.

Labels: Football, Joe Montana, Xia