So, Speedy tagged me in a meme or something.

Apparently, the meme is “The Queen’s Meme #71 ~ The SuperBowl Meme” wherein I apparently answer these questions. Well, seeing as I had no other ideas for a post today, I’ll go ahead and do that.

Here we go.

1. In football, the “ball” is not round. Does this concern you?

Yes, but calling it footoblong would only confuse people.

2. Can you decipher just one of the sideline hand signals?

I think one of them means, “If we win, we’re going to DisneyWorld!”

3. What did you think of the halftime show?

The mother of all snorefests.

4. I do not understand why it is so important to knock people down if the object of the game is to get back up and run with the ball. Wouldn’t it be simpler to just toss it back and forth and see who could catch it first?

I think they call that basketball.

5. What is a down?

A very sad player.

6. Besides the obvious testosterone flying around (ladies) and the cheerleaders in short skirts (gentlemen) what else about the game of football fascinates you?

I don’t think I’ve ever seen these gentlemen cheerleaders. Sounds fascinating. A bunch of guys in suits standing at the sidelines, cheering the team on. Do they have gentlemen cheerleaders in the Lingerie Football League?

7. If you could add a rule to the game, what would it be?

More cowbell.

Apparently, I need to tag someone. Probably. So, I’ll tag Meleah and JD, who can title her post “I Answer Silly Football Questions for a Meme So You Don’t Have to.”

I have no idea what the title even means. That’s just one of the search phrases someone used to find my blog last month.

Why Google would send them here, I have no idea. I guess they were as confused as I.

Someone came here looking for the secrets of the multiverse. Guess I should finish that someday…

Yes, you scoffed when I posted a photo of an empty plastic Coke bottle, but that’s exactly what someone was searching for last month! So there!

Two people searched for a “creative guy” and Google sent them here. Also, two people searched for a “nice looking guy” and Google sent them here too.

Or maybe it was Bing?

Anyway, as for all those people searching for pictures of naked women, women with tails, nude women, model underwear men, naked women wearing aprons, nude dress up games, naked underwear models, men nude in their underwear and nude teenagers, I’m sure they all leave disappointed. And I hope the ones searching for nude teenagers are looking for 18 and 19 year olds, not 14 year olds, you know? In either case, they’ll leave here disappointed because I don’t have naked pictures of teens of any age on this blog.

Unless you count the naked ducks, but I don’t know how old they were, in human or duck years.

Pittsburgh Steelers and Green Bay, Transformers, Michael Bay,
Sounds specific, twenty-one ten, blow the passing game.

Roethlisberger, Aaron Rodgers, running, passing, tossing the ball,
Down the field, up the field, it’s just all the same.

At this point, I have no more rhyme, nor more time.
One two, the forward pass, and, um, something in your eye.

Commercials let us down, snoring through the half-time.
Fergie and the Black-Eyed Peas, ah, where’s the remote, oh my?

We didn’t change the tire.
It was always turning
‘Cause the engine’s burning.
We didn’t change the tire.
Oh, we didn’t change it,
But we tried to fake it.

Oh this is very la-ame.
But if you’ve been drinking
While the game’s been going,
Oh, this will still be la-ame,
But you’ll have to like it,
‘Cause I will not right it.

How often do you have a great idea for a blog post?

You’re away from the computer, doing whatever you’re doing, and you have an idea.

You begin writing it in your head.

You tweak and reword what you’re going to say.

You just know it’s going to generate controversy, but you think it’s important enough to be said.

You mull it over and keep rewording it to make sure you’re getting your point across, both inoffensively and succinctly.

Then, at last, you sit down in front of your computer.

You fire up your web browser.

You log into your blog.

Then, you say to yourself, nah, I don’t think I’ll blog about this.

It’s a “push button” system.

It’s as easy as “pushing a button.”

You just buy this product, put it on the computer, and thousands of dollars a month will come pouring into your bank account.

You don’t even have to lift a finger.

Order now!

If someone had a way of earning you $37,000 a month, you’d have no problem giving them $37 to learn how, right?

If you didn’t have $37, you’d go searching through your couch cushions looking for loose change, right? You’d go beg a relative to borrow the money? Or a friend? Or maybe you’d go around picking up aluminum cans until you had $37 worth, right?

Once you had that $37, you’d go right out and buy that product, wouldn’t you?

And, if it worked, wouldn’t you tell your friend about it? Your relatives? You know, here’s the $37 you loaned me. You should buy this book!

And, they’d tell their friends who would tell their friends and relatives.

Pretty soon, none of us would have to work any more. We’d all be getting on the gravy train of this “push button” system and staying home and watching TV or walking in the park or cruising around the world.

Right?

But, do you see that happening?

If not, then why would you believe you can making thousands of dollars by spending a couple twenty dollar bills to buy a “push button” system that’ll do all the work for you?

I have a new article out today:

“Improving Your Concentration with Your Unrealized Skill”

Sure, I could repost it here, but why not just link to it, eh?

So, I’ll just give you the summary:

Plenty of people have difficulty concentrating on the things they need to do for school or work. They often blame their problems on not having a good mind for that sort of thing. But, what they may not realize is that they may already possess the skill needed to improve their concentration.

So, there you go. Please go check out the article. After you read it, feel free to buy the book.

Thanks!

It’s Groundhog Day.

You know, I don’t really care if the groundhog sees his shadow or not.

I just want him out of my yard.

The day of the month today is the first!

May the rest be better and this the worst.

Be so happy you feel as you may burst.

Have a cola or juice to satisfy your thirst.

Have a tasty hot dog, mett or bratwurst.

May your days this month not be cursed.

Into doing something bad, do not be coerced.

Into joyful things may you be immersed.

May with every kindness you be well versed.

Remember the travel the trails less traversed.

Do not perform every dare to which you are durst.

Until tomorrow, then, keep your lips pursed.