The thread title today keeps reading as PuppyBowl instead of PuppyCam.

I had a meatball sub.

And pretzel crisps.

I have Ben & Jerry's for later.

I have been writing like a fiend today, however, the exception being the occasional posting here and a mild freak out on LJ.

When six rolls around, I shall transfer my base of operations to the bedroom and put the television on as background noise as I continue to write like a fiend.

Have I mentioned that I haven't written like this in WEEKS?

I drank magic beer last night and then got sick (not immediately after, and I didn't over-indulge, which is why I'm 99.8% sure the magic beer didn't cause the pukey, but now I'm leery of drinking it again [see also, frozen chicken nuggets and the Stomach Bug of Aught-Eight and why I won't eat them again]).

Oh, that sucks, but I know how you feel. I still can't eat Junior mints, because of a bad movie experience when I was about 13.

I drank magic beer last night and then got sick (not immediately after, and I didn't over-indulge, which is why I'm 99.8% sure the magic beer didn't cause the pukey, but now I'm leery of drinking it again [see also, frozen chicken nuggets and the Stomach Bug of Aught-Eight and why I won't eat them again]).

Oh, that sucks, but I know how you feel. I still can't eat Junior mints, because of a bad movie experience when I was about 13.

See also, gin, the evils of, and the freshman year of college road trip I took to St. Louis University. It's been almost 20 years, and I still get the quease when I even smell gin.

t edit I'm hoping to power through the bad association with Magic Beer, because I refuse to give that up.

So the grocery store was MOBBED at 4:30. And it wasn't as if people were buying party food, either. So it could be the superbowl, it could be the weather forecast.

And my weather widget is telling me is is 59 outside. 59! Yesterday, huge icicles were forming on my balcony.

My parents sent pictures of the kittens they trapped and fixed. So cute. In the picture of the one named Astra who went to dad's office manager, she's sitting in front of a picture of Clyde Tombaugh. So apt.

I stopped at OSH on the way home, and it was full of elderly people who obviously thought Superbowl Sunday was the best time to go out for home repair items. I swear I was the youngest person in the store.

I went out for my walk. Oddly quite for a day in high 60s /low 70s. Maybe people were making super bowl food.

I'm hungry for cupcakes. Does anyone have a cupcake recipe?

Fancy cupcakes: [link]

Christmasy cupcakes: [link]

Alcoholic cupcakes: [link]

Journey on the preigame and the KO with DP - so many levels of awesome.

The Puppy Bowl has a parrot singing the national anthem.