Though not much of a sports fan by nature, I went a little nuts watching the Superbowl the other day. Mainly because Lily's family set up a betting grid and I'm one of the most obnoxiously competitive people I know. Contests really bring out the worst in me; I basically turn into Daniel Plainview. Fortunately, Lily and I were the big winners ($15 from our $2.50 wager!) and I didn't have to hurt anyone's feelings with my usual bitter-loser remarks. What a good idea it was joining this blog contest!
An old Philadelphian woman named Adele called my cell phone today by accident and left a voicemail. She had called to tell a woman named Joyce that a mutual friend had passed away and that the funeral was taking place on Thursday. I was too busy to do anything about it today, but I feel somewhat obligated to call the old woman back tomorrow and tell her what happened. It seems somehow irresponsible to wash my hands and let Joyce miss the funeral. That said, I am not looking forward to that conversation.