No matter what you say about sleep, it will never be overrated. Also, sleep is one of those things that you never realize how important it is unless you don't get any.
The NFL's All-Star game, the Pro Bowl, is a joke. Unfortunately, no one is laughing.
I haven't heard much talk about the Bengals lately. I don't whether I should be happy, discouraged, or apathetic... eh, I don't care.
It seems like expectations are really high for the Reds next season. Perfect opportunity for a let down.
Of all the Super Bowls I can remember, this is the one I have the least interest in.
The first Super Bowl I can remember is XXXIV, when Kevin Dyson came up just short.
That's one of my favorite pictures ever, by the way.
I was 8 years old for that Super Bowl, and it's one of my first memories ever.
I guess I ate a lot of paint chips as a kid.
Oh, and I work this Sunday evening... during the Super Bowl. Fail.
These thoughts have gotten less and less thoughtful.
And for my last trick: it's almost midnight here in Indiana, and I have to get up at 6am for work. So I'm out. Anyone brave enough to comment gets a shoutout on Twitter, just leave your tweet info.
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