Even more unexpected

On the subject of unexpected items, we have today’s gift from the snow day gods. That my local school district would call a snow day? Not unexpected.

That we would actually have a giant pile of snow out there?

Now that is unexpected!

That was unexpected

Well, I certainly wasn’t expecting that.

Franklin and I did have a few things right last Friday, at least tangentially, as we discussed the big game. I mentioned how no one had ever won three straight Super Bowls, I mentioned a Super Bowl blowout, and I mentioned Jalen Hurts’ previous championship. In college.

Franklin said the team on the right would win. Darned if Philadelphia didn’t appear on the right side of screen.

That’s about where it ended.

It was a Philadelphia Story from the word go, and kind of an epic drubbing the final score obscures. Let’s just say it wasn’t the prettiest game to watch.

The only sight more sloppy was the parade of downright repulsive commercials. It’s not just that they were bad; they really were gross.

Kind of like if you were watching this game as a Kansas City fan.

Well, there’s always last year.

Podcasts aplenty

This weekend you’ve got not one but two podcasts to check out featuring yours truly. Of course there is today’s episode of Math and Musings, in which Franklin and I preview this Sunday’s big game. Everything you need to know in 15 minutes. Then there’s the hour-long Conversations with Sports Fans, in which Doug Hill and I discuss pretty much every topic we can think of except this Sunday’s big game. No, we’re not worried about copyright infringement; we just had other things to say.

Enjoy!

This is too easy

A running gag on Math and Musings is my saying something pithy about the date, how it’s a “good number” or relates to something obscure in some oblique fashion.
Today’s date is 2-5-25.
Sometimes they just make this too easy for me.

Doesn’t matter where we go…

I always shake my head a bit, like a grumpy old man, when my son describes his favorite part of a live sporting event. Invariably it’s some overpriced item from the concession stand.

Yesterday, while too cold for sports, we partook in a little culture, visiting the National Museum of Natural History, right there on the National Mall in Washington, D.C.

We saw fossils, we saw dinosaurs, we saw meteorites. We saw the freakin’ Hope Diamond!

My son’s favorite part?

Mac ‘n’ cheese from the food court.

Well, it was pretty damn good.

Another holiday upon us!

Someday I’m going to write my autobiography, and I think the appropriate subtitle would be something to the effect of how I got to a bunch of random projects while maintaining completely unrelated employment for the state. The title, of course, will be Snow Days and Jewish Holidays.

I suppose you can add Lunar New Year to that list as well.

This one Hurts

Seeing my hometown NFL team–that would be the Washington Commanders–play in the NFC Championship game yesterday was kind of a thrill… until about 18 seconds after their opponents touched the ball. Philadelphia’s early score may have been a sign of things to come, though I didn’t really expect the thrashing to be as thorough as it was. True that we have seen worse, if one remembers a game from 1940. That one involved the Commanders too (by their previous name), and people do still talk about it 85 years later.

At least I didn’t take the hat trick on championship game losses. It could have been worse had I watched the Yankees, Notre Dame, and the Commanders all lose in championship games. Still, I would have liked to see the chance, risky as it may have been.

Wait ’til next year.