The game was pretty exciting and I watched the whole thing, even halftime, which I liked. I loved Lady Gaga's rendition of the National Anthem. She's the real thing. I was glad the Broncos won, but felt bad for Cam Newton. I'm sure he will be back at another Super Bowl one of these days. Malida loved the game, even though she knows almost nothing about it.
refining the PICO statement
I stopped writing about 45 minutes before the game to make my world famous clam dip and cook a tri-tip, some artichoke ravioli, and sautéed cabbage for our Super Bowl meal. Usually we have our friends over, but they are in Thailand, so it was just the two of us. I marinated the tri-tip overnight, then seared it in a cast-iron skillet, and finished it by tossing the skillet in the oven.
After the game I came in and finished up my paper and submitted it. I have something else due tomorrow, but will deal with that when tomorrow comes.
Today is the 108th anniversary of my grandma's birth. She was born in San Francisco in 1908. She lived to be 93, though she thought she had made it to 100, and was very pleased about that. She was a stabilizing presence in my life, and had a huge influence in shaping me as the person I am now. Sharp-eyed lovers of bad movies will recognize her as the babysitter who gets killed by the swamp monster in the cheesy 1980 movie The Fog.
Happy birthday Grandma!