Super Old Sunday

It's always so anti-climactic, so maybe this year will be better. An afternoon gathering with the brothers before the actual game will probably be a lot more fun than waiting until 6pm for the gay fanfare to start. I can't believe the fucking Rolling Stones are playing. And so is Urethra Franklin. What a nightmare. Maybe next year they'll get someone old. They should call the band "The Crows Feet" or "Deep Facial Lines" or "The Leathermen."

I watched two movies last night - "Red Eye" and "Hostage." The former was a kinda cheesy thriller that gets a 5.0 (out of 10) from me, but the latter was just brutal. What a steaming pile of dung - a genuine 2.0. What the fuck kind of plot was that???? Don't watch it.

By the way, I'm within 72 hours of the big day. I'm feeling good: Physically 7.5 ?? Mentally: 8.0