Last week, in advance of the big game, I noted that I'm not a fan of the Super Bowl. I'm in that minuscule minority of folks who had to check the newspaper to see who was playing. I didn't have a preference on the winner, so I was just as happy with the Seahawks winning as I would have been if the honor had gone to the Broncos.
That being said, I do have a verbal bouquet to pass out to the people who made the decision to ask a trained singer to do the national anthem this year.
In Kris Elliott's column this week, she offered some healthy tips for Super Bowl snacking.
Among other things, she noted that the Calorie Control Council and Snack food Association predicted that potato chips will account for 11 million pounds of snack food for the game's viewing audience today.
That's an awful lot of potato chips.
Among the many rites of passage that youngsters experience is the one related to teeth.
I'm not talking about routine trips for dental care; I'm referring to braces.
If you're among the fortunate few born with perfectly aligned teeth, say a prayer of thanks. You missed a time that only those of us who have been there and done that can fully understand.
There's the basic discomfort the braces cause, but there's also the embarrassment. There was a long period when I refused to smile. Or if I did allow a grin to form, it happened only behind my hand.