The Monday Morning Post Super Bowl Bad Commercials Muted Madonna Blues

Looking out my primary viewing portal on the outer world on this first Monday of the second month of 2012, the view is frosty this morning, with this morning's frostiness caused by the outer world, at my location, being chilled to a freezing temperature of 32 degrees.

I was up real late on Super Bowl Sunday, causing me to be up late on post Super Bowl Monday.

I actually watched the entire Super Bowl. I think I have only done that once before, that being the one and only time the Seattle Seahawks made it to the Super Bowl.

I think it is time to retire the myth that Super Bowl commercials are all that special. This year, once again, for the most part, the commercials were not very memorable. Or just downright embarrassing.

Methinks whoever signed off on that Audi commercial with vampires needs to lose his or her job.

I don't think the Coca-Cola Polar Bears are cute. And being able to interact with them via a smart phone ap is just silly.

I did not like seeing Grandma launch a baby with a sling shot to grab a bag of Doritos from the baby's big brother. That seemed like baby endangerment to me. That and baby's should not be eating Doritos.

The commercial for a new Chevy car called Sonic was really bad and really made no sense to me. I kept thinking it was the burger chain being advertised until the end of the ad.

Most of the beer commercials were not at all good. And certainly did not motivate me to want to try Platinum Beer.

The exception to the bad beer commercials was one for Budweiser with an End of Prohibition theme.

Another commercial that I liked was the dog going on a diet. But, sadly, this commercial did not imprint on me what it was an advertisement for.

And then there was the Madonna Halftime Show. This was a suitably slick over production. But, on my TV, Madonna's vocals were way too muted.

I spent way too much of the Super Bowl feeling bloated after having over eaten.

I'm still feeling bloated this morning. I wish a swim was in my future today. I know some hill hiking is. That and spending way to many hours upgrading a way too technical website.

Super Bowl Sunday Dawns Bright In Texas With A Big Bowl Of Chili & Chicken Wings

The first Sunday of the second month of 2012 has dawned chilly enough to require the turning on of my furnace.

As you can see, via the view through the bars of my patio prison cell, the biggest holiday of the year, Super Bowl Sunday, is looking serene and peaceful at my location on this troubled planet.

I now know who is playing in the Super Bowl.

It is the New York Giants against America's Team, the New England Patriots.

Apparently the New England Patriots have won the Super Bowl 4 times. It seems appropriate, to me, that a team named "Patriots" would be America's Team rather than a team of "Cowboys".

Over 111 million football fans are going to be joining me watching Super Bowl XLVI.

Why does the Super Bowl persist in using the pretentious Roman Numeral counting method? I'm guessing around 99% of football fans could not count using Roman Numerals if their life depended on it. I know I can't. I think VI may be 6. Is XL 60? With X being 50 and L being 10? Making this Super Bowl 66? Or is XL 50 minus 10? Making it Super Bowl 46?

The only part of it I am remotely looking forward to is my Super Bowl Party and the Madonna halftime show.

For my Super Bowl Party I've made the biggest pot of chili I've ever made. Along with pico de gallo, guacamole, dozens of chicken wings, 3 pumpkin pies and fixin's for multiple platters of nachos.

I think I will go running the Tandy Hills around noon to help increase my calorie deficit in preparation for my Super Bowl Party.

Don't Be Tardy For My XLVI Super Bowl Party

It is almost time for Super Bowl XLVI.

Why must the Super Bowl use Roman Numerals? It bugs me every year. I think an X before an L means 10 less than 50, which would be 40. I think VI is a 5 and a 1, which would be 6.

So, is Super Bowl XLVI Super Bowl 46? Why not just call it Super Bowl 46 and make it easier on the Roman Numeral challenged, of which I'm likely one, if I got the number wrong.

Anyway, this is my favorite football game of the year. In that it's the only one I watch. Well, watch some of it. This year I know less than my norm regarding the Super Bowl. I know it is being played in Miami and that one of the teams is the New Orleans Saints. I do not know know who New Orleans is playing.

I also do not know who is playing in the halftime show. The Super Bowl halftime show used to be entertaining. I have not found it to be very entertaining in a long time. I think the last time may have been Janet Jackson's bared boob fiasco, or the U2 post 9/11 Super Bowl.

I have not read one word about this year's Super Bowl commercials. The commercials are usually the part I watch.

I do not like the start time of the Super Bowl in my present Central Time location. On the West Coast the Super Bowl begins around 3 in the afternoon. Here it begins around 5 and gets over past my bedtime.

I have the same problem with the Academy Awards. West Coast they start live before 6. Here it is 8. Getting over way past my bedtime. So, I bail before the end.

I have my Super Bowl Party stuff already to go. I made turkey tacos seasoned with mango ginger salsa. It sounds a bit odd, but tastes really good. At least so far, they've not gotten to the being consumed stage, just the sampling whilst cooking stage.

Okay, I am being told we are in countdown mode leading to the Star Spangled Banner. I'm betting there will be jets involved.

Don't be tardy for the party.

UPDATE: I'm hearing the pre-game stuff in the background. I am not shocked to learn I got my Roman Numerals wrong. I just heard a talking head say "Super Bowl 44." So VI is 4, not 6. It's 5 minus 1, not plus 1. No wonder Latin is a dead language and the Romans a dead empire.