Because isn't that really what the whole event is about - eating tons of fried, cheese-covered foods?? Luckily, we opted for the light beer, because without that, we'd likely be pushing our daily caloric intake limit. I'm just glad this year's Super Bowl fell in February, so I was free from those pesky diet resolutions I made last month. (Oh, YOU make YOUR resolutions for THE WHOLE YEAR? Well good for you. Ya freak.)
We watched the big game from the comfort of our living room and during the four hours of quality couch time, I was amazed by quite a few things: (None of which, coincidentally, involve the actual game itself).
- The general lack of quality advertising, with the exception of Budweiser, who, even though they make beer that tastes like donkey urine*, can really produce some fantastic ads. Who doesn't love dalmatians, draft horses, and Will Ferrell?!
- Bill Bellichick leads an undefeated team to the biggest game of the year, broadcast world-wide, and his wardrobe choice is a sweatshirt with the arms cut off. Classy!
- One of the commentators used the word demonstrative in a sentence. Correctly.
- Tom Petty pulls off one of the best halftime shows in ten years. And he didn't even have to show a nipple.
So, today it's back to work. I had a client call yesterday wanting to know if I could pull together some publicity pieces for an event that takes place in approximately 18 days. (Read: Can you totally rearrange your schedule and make this project top priority and create some absolutely fabulous designs with little to no direction??) and of course, I answered that would be no problem whatsoever and I'd have proofs ready by the end of the day. (Read: My hourly design rate just tripled.)
Off to earn a living! Happy Monday!
*Disclaimer: I have not actually tasted donkey urine, but I have had a Bud Light, and neither is something I wanna drink.