“Come Monday…” is a
weekly series that will involve a review of, or commentary about, websites, movies, documentaries, television
shows, sports, music, and whatever else may tickle my fancy at the time. Be assured that these reviews will be
generally positive, as in accordance to the Jimmy Buffett song “Come
Monday.” This is subject to change,
however. In fact, I would be most
derelict in my duties to neglect going on a rant every once in a while. For rants promote change, and change can be
good—right? Therefore, since good is
generally considered as being a positive force in 99.3% of the parallel
universes that I am aware of, even a rant could be considered as being
something positive, and a genuine hissy-fit would be even better (so I’m told).
Despite
the New York Football Giants beating the New England Patriots, 21-17, I
considered Super Bowl XLVI to still be a super Super Bowl. For several of the celebrated “Super Bowl
Ads” really were worth celebrating, and the halftime show was nothing short of
spectacular.
That
last part is really saying something.
For I have never been all that much of a Madonna fan. Neither has my wife, but we both sat there
with mouths gaped wide open while watching a perfectly choreographed extravaganza
that had to of made Lady Gaga dive for her drawing board in the hope of coming
up with something to top it.
As
in regards to the controversial [Randall Terry Anti-Abortion Ad], I didn’t see
it, and we even also recorded the five and a half day long pregame show. Earlier, I was under the impression that it
would be run nationwide, but while looking to see if there was a news report of
some judge issuing a injunction against it airing, I found that the incredibly
graphic ad was only scheduled to run in certain areas, which here in Springfield, MO
was one of. So, I don’t know what
happened.
Since
my internal clock is currently completely out of sync, I need to keep this
short and sweet. It was short and
sweet—right?
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