People tell me there’s to be an important sporting event on television later this evening. My son and his friends are huddled excitedly in the TV room, wondering whose pizzas to order.
On the other hand, I am married to the only man I know who had to have it explained to him who Don Shula is. Relative importance thereof, etc. – i.e. more important than any U.S. Senator. I think that my husband is still unaware that there is a professional football team in North Carolina.
My own current game plan is to hide out with the Other TV in the bedroom and see if I can get Buck to bring me a constant stream of cheese, crackers, and soda pop.