Let’s Mess With Texas.

If I hear one more person refer to Dallas as “America’s Team,” I’m officially declaring myself a Canadian. Ugh. I don’t know where the term came from, and frankly, I don’t care. Without directly insulting every resident of the state of Texas, I’m just going to say, I’m glad the Cowboys choked, and I’m glad Tony Romo is dating Jessica Simpson, and I really hope to laugh at Texans for the next few weeks when they blame the loss on Romo’s “vacation”. Otherwise, here’s to looking forward to all the new commercials that Peyton Manning surely prerecorded, which he’ll now be watching from the sidelines, along with the rest of us, for the remainder of the playoffs.

And how about T.O. being the big man and sticking up for his quarterback in a tearful press conference that was more hilarious than Lewis Black’s last standup tour.

I was going to research and report on the upcoming MacWorld, an event where Mac users get together to perform ritual acts of a deviant sexual nature on each other while Steve Jobs judges them individually on style, creativity, and their ability to inhibit cell phone signals whilst basking in a river of self-righteousness. Something Bo Jackson would surely scoff at. But instead I was distracted by a report that says we’re about to reach the planet Mercury with the Messenger Spacecraft, which will jump into orbit around our solar system’s innermost planet and soon begin beaming back data and images!!! WOW!! DATA AND IMAGES!!!

Ok, the sarcasm is thick today, but it did seem pretty cool. Almost as cool as the potential for free music downloads, or at very least cheaper music downloads, that will be announced by Amazon.com during the superbowl.

Hotness.

~ by KB on January 14, 2008.