In the interest of full disclosure, I think you all should know something: I just now turned on my television to watch football today. I KNOW OK LAY OFF. One of life's challenges is having "non-football friends," and sometimes they really want to know why you can't hang out because come on Florida isn't playing and even if they were don't you keep saying they look sadder than the girl who had her sweet sixteen scheduled in the same event space the day after Carrie's prom?
They also tempted me with this:
That right there is a LOT of pork shoulder, and it is currently making me sympathize with an overpacked suitcase. I'm sorry, Internet. I betrayed you for food, and I'd probably do it again.
This is your afternoon open thread. I'll be on the couch alternately crying and napping if anyone needs me.