But that don't change the way I feel about you...
Give it to me now...

Take me home tonight...

It's kinda strange to me that after all these years with LEGO building toys having been known and beloved that they are just within the last year or so beginning to advertise them pretty heavily on TV.

I don't mind it myself. Considering how inundated we are with crap commercials for makeup and clothes and cars and liquor and restaurants, I don't mind the whimsical 30 seconds of watching father and son "Build Together."

And this one that I just saw tonight, for the first time, totally enthralled me.

All I can say is, "Can I keep him??"

I think Katie might allow it.

I hate fantasy football. I truly freakin' hate it.

I always start off relatively strong and then fail miserably in the home stretch.

This season, for example, I started the season 5-0 with the second best scoring in my league. Since that run, I've lost five straight games (which is likely going to become six after my pathetic showing this week). My defenses suck, my wide receivers suck, my tight ends suck, my kicker sucks, all but one of my running backs suck. Basically, all my scoring is from my starting quarterback (Aaron Rodgers of Green Bay) and one running back (Matt Forte of Chicago).

So, why, in the name of all that's holy, do I keep coming back year after year?

I must suffer from severe self loathing.