So Alias Season 2 has officially been watched. We got through the sixth disc of the series tonight, however we had already seen the two episodes on the disc as it was the time last year we started watching the show. Now we must wait for the third season to come back on. Its frusterating watching it on the networks time as they usually take months of breaks, especially now in awards season. Most shows are in reruns because of Super Bowls, Grammys, Oscars, and Cleos. In fact i'm not sure when the reruns will end... we are all at the mercy of profit hungry networks... well those of us who don't have cable. Our diet is taking a beating this weekend. I've lost a good number of Lb's on the southbeach at least 7 pounds and the most 10 pounds. Though wife made some cookies for a bridal shower today and somehow a few ended up in my mouth. Also we can kiss the diet goodbye for tomorrow. Through a mess of confusion, finger pointing, and Josiah being unable to read emails word for word the burden/priveledge of a super bowl party came upon the Holtons. As the week started I realized wife and I had no plans for the super bowl and we needed to secure a party either to go to or host. I volunteered our house and sent some invites out to friends thinking maybe two or three might show up, it came close to ten. Oh and the volunteering the house thing, that was run by the wife after the fact, I bought her off with the promise of her own pizza and crazy bread from our man Little Ceaser. So tomorrow Mesh, Roe, Andy, and perhaps some of their co-horts who either come post-evening service or with them will all descend upon these Luxury Apartments. We say luxury as a joke as the sign says it, but the apartments' themselves don't. I'm really glad we got to have the party here... frankly cause I didn't feel like driving anywhere. BUt also it allows us to get Little Ceasers and for us South Beachers thats a rare treat. The diet will be suspended for the day so that we may enjoy the game (which without good food will be hard to enjoy), also it would be stupid for us to have a party with only meat, cheese, and occasional vegetable and watching people eat delicious mouth watering pizza in our presence is a cruel torture even the super spy Sidney Bristow could not bare.
I spent most of the day taking over the world... in Civ 3. Though I took a break to get the third spiritual stone in Legend of Zelda. The third level was really odd though. I'm playing the Master Quest which takes the original Zelda 64 and rearranges the dungeons to make them more difficult. THe third level takes place in the belly of a giant fish... kind of like jonah. In the original version the the fish's belly was filled with jelly fish, sting rays, and various other aquatic life one would normally find in a fish's belly. In the master quest version, there was a lot of cows... yep thats right cows. Like there were cow heads in the fish's stomach, entire cows just hanging out in this giant fish... I guess a cow's gotta do what a cow's gotta do. So thats enough game talk, I apologize for the digression into pointlessness.
One of the wife's friends came over and we went out to LOGANS STEAKHOUSE! WOOWEEE! It was the grand opening weekend and was packed to the gills. Luckily redneck Ft. Oians are incredibly impatient and not willing to wait for 30 minutes to get into the restaurant, possibly why there are only three sit down restaurants on teh Ft. O strip--Bucks Pit BBQ, O'Charley's, and now Logans, take in mind that all three were not present on the strip in 2002. The steak was surprisingly good, I usually expect steak chains to give me a piece of horsemeat that is passed off as steak however the sirloin was good and juicy and within South Beach standards. Plus the peanut bucket was a nice touch. Though after being on this diet i am quite sick of peanuts and most nutty products.
So tomorrow is the big game, does anyone care? I don't I hope the pats win just because I hate expansion teams. That and I think Bill Bilicheck is good coach and his team has proved they have what it takes to be champs, unlike the sorry excuse known as teh St. Louis Rams. Is mike martz fired yet? I need to write my former congressman and get on that. "Hey dick gephardt! Now that you're not gonna be president, would you mind getting Mike Martz fired? Hopefully you can do that better than running for president." I don't know what Gephard was thinking... or for that matter the Rev Sharpton, i mean are these guys that clueless that they think people would ever vote for them? Especially Sharpton i mean the guy isn't even an elected official he's a reverend... and of what? Political Causes? "I'm Revernd Al Sharpton vote for me... I'm a Revernd." Yeah and I'm a bloody pope.