|
I watched the Superbowl in an apartment not too far from one of the rail stops, less than two miles from the stadium. About two hours before the game, I was outside on the patio watching the rail go by and I overheard a cell phone conversation from the patio next door. There was a huge ass wall between the two units, so I didn't see the speaker and I dont' think she knew I was there.
She was calling a friend and started her conversation with "guess where I am NOT?" And then she recounted how she and her husband had parked their car at their friends' apartment not too far from one of the rail stops, had walked to the rail and gotten on, go off at the stadium exit and laughed at the people trying to sell tickets for $3000 each, got to the stadium and found that they no longer had their tickets. Apparently they'd been pick-pocketed at some point on the rail. They searched around for a bit, talked to a few unsympathetic cops, and ended up getting back on the rail to go and watch the game elsewhere. Needless to say, she was pissed off.
I liked the Budweiser donkey commercial, and apparently Budweiser went to five different ad companies before deciding which one to go with. I can't remember, without refreshing my recollection, any of the other commercials.
__________________
"In the olden days before the internet, you'd take this sort of person for a ride out into the woods and shoot them, as Darwin intended, before he could spawn."--Will the Vampire People Leave the Lobby? pg 79
|
