I slept almost twelve hours last night, and still woke up with a cold. I know, I know, once you are already coming down with one, it’s pretty impossible to make it magically go away. Despite my sleep, I have a stuffy nose and ears. Ugh. If anyone ever invents a cure for the common cold, they will make billions off of poor people like me who hate sniffling. Instead, I guess I will pacify myself for a few days with some Sudafed.
Anyway, since I just got up, I can’t think of anything to write. Off to the shower.
(12:39 p.m.)
So it’s official. Of all the pairs of teams that could possibly meet in dozens of college football bowl games, it turns out that Georgia Tech and Stanford will play in the Seattle Bowl. My old school versus my new school. How ironic! Iffy tells me I should jump on the Stanford bandwagon, that Tech has no heart. This is one of those games where I can say flightily “oh, it’s good for me no matter who wins,” and giggle. Or maybe I can just wear Tech pants and a Stanford shirt. Or a Tech shirt and Stanford sweatshirt. Or something.
No worries though. I know where my loyalties lie. Though I probably shouldn’t tell anyone here that I’ll be rooting for the Yellow Jackets…
