Mood:
It is that time of the year: Super Bowl XXXIX. New England Patriots vs. Philadelphia Eagles. Jacksonville, FL (the city that always smells like ass).
As most of you know, I love football. But, because I was an advertising major in college, I also love watching those 11 minutes that eats away at your favorite rerun of Real World/Road Rules Battle of the Sexes: Commercials. I know these have been around for a while, but I have become even more fond of the Campbell's Chunky Soup commercials featuring Donovan Mcnabb and his mama, Wilma. Wilma is great. I smell Emmy. You get the feeliing that she really cares for her boys. Makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside watching the commercials. If I was a 28 year old, African American Quarterback, making $115 million, I would want Wilma as my mom. I love my mom, Sue, but your Chicken Stew ain't got shit on Campbell's Chunky Chicken Corn Chowder.
Shhh.... You hear that? In South Carolina right now, I am being disowned by my mom.

Super Bowl prediction: Eagles over Patriots in overtime.
In other news:
Well, I heard yesterday that I did not get the job that I interviewed for, so what better way to pick yourself up that to drown your sorrows in alcohol. Last night was an pretty fun night. Chris and I went to our usual watering hole, The Lost Kanagroo. If you are ever in Bradenton, FL, I highly suggest stopping in. Tell Rob, Chuck and Brian that we sent you. Just don't sit at the corner of the bar. Those seats are reserved. :) I was hurting this morning, but what can you expect when all your shots end in the word "bomb" - jagerbombs and Irish carbombs. Yum.
Tonight I am just hanging out with Zack. Not to sure what we are doing though. Maybe a movie, maybe a few drinks.
QUOTE OF THE NIGHT:
Chris - "Yeah, that chick is giving that guy the look like "Oh, baby, I want to have your abortion"
Drop down and get your Eagle on,
Amanda
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I found this link on another friend's blog. If you click on the link, you can choose from random resolution that you too can fulfill in 2005. Good stuff.