The Steelers won the super Bowl last night, in a game that didn't hold any rooting interest for me. As a result, I spent most of it doing other things-- making gourmet fried stuff (about which more later), marking a big stack of homework assignments, and writing today's lecture (solutions of the time-independent Schroedinger equation! Whee!).
Hoo, that was a depressing game. I'm a biased seattleite, but it's hard not to wonder how the game might have turned out if the officials had just let the players play instead of calling every ticky-tack foul against the Seahawks.
Did you at least have the Puppy Bowl on in another room for Emmy to watch?
TV Gold, that is.