Sunday, February 06, 2005

One lame halftime...

Dear son,

After last year's Janet Jackson debacle, the halftime show for Superbowl XXXIX was predictably sedate. Sir Paul McCartney did a few old songs, fans waved halfheartedly, and a bunch of fireworks went off. The New England patriots beat the Philly Eagles 24-21, which is cool, but the halftime show was so lame it kind of took my breath away. In other news, we visited your grandparents and had some lamb for dinner. I had heartburn most of the afternoon. There's this great cat who lives with your grandparents, and his name is Nigel. He is extremely friendly and gentle, but every now and then after handling him I get so itchy I feel like I'm going to lose my mind. That's no kind of fun, of course. But, oh boy, is he a great cat! You'll meet him soon enough.

Love,
Dad

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