Sunday Letters

Dear People of the World, I don't really care about football. Did I watch the Superbowl? Not so much. Sorry. But, talk to me about baseball and I have very strong opinions. Dear Giant Sledding Hill, You make me feel out of shape. Next time, I will dominate you more than you dominate me. Dear Food Poisoning/ Flu/ Unknown Stomach Bug, You won at the beginning of the week. I admit defeat. Now, take your victory and run... far, far away. Dear Number 12, Twelfth place should not have an "f" in it. It is just plan peculiar. Dear Awesomeness in a Bowl, Awesome? Check. Full? Check. Stomachache? Big check. Worth it? Probably. Dear Sleep, Glad to meet you. I am about to make your acquaintance once again.

Peace.