Happy excuse-for-parties-and-snacks day!

This is pretty much me, but I do enjoy trolling my (football fan) friend Chris. He knows that I'm not into football, which makes things like the following pretty easy. I once showed up at a Superbowl party and enthused, "So, we're going to watch the Long Island Red Sox win the World Cup tonight, right?" I could actually see his brain crash and go through a hard reboot before it occurred to him that I might not be serious. Today, I overheard Chris and Mike making plans for "the big day tomorrow". So I said, with a completely straight face, "Why, what's tomorrow?" I savored the dumbstruck looks for at least five seconds before reassuring them that I was kidding.

And then at one Superbowl party, Chris expounded at length about some of the longest field goals in history. I eventually interjected, "That's hardly a fair comparison, because that was before the goal posts were moved back ten yards from the goal line." It shortly transpired that I knew when that move had happened (1974) and he didn't. With a sudden (and amusing) look of consternation, he said, "Wait. How the hell do you know that?" (The fact was mentioned in Adam Sandler's song, "The Lonesome Kicker".)

In other news, projects proceed.