So apparently this state doesn’t have a whole lot going on, because the obsession with Cornhuskers football gets more and more insane each year. Today, the local news channel had a giant
on Saturday’s weather forecast. I am the only person who doesn’t wear red on game days (even Amber is doing it now, so I know I am indeed the last person left to conform). On the plus side, those three hours of game time are the only peace and quiet Wal-mart ever sees, so it does give me a chance to get some errands ran.
I’m the only person who asks, “who played last night?” when everyone is talking about college ball at work. I’m the only person who thinks this is the stupidest name ever for a sports team. Well, let me rephrase that: I used to think that until Steve’s grandpa told me they used to be called the Bugeaters. Alas, this is where I live. We all make mistakes.