Moooove Over, Blogger

I just discovered that wordpress.com is vastly superior to blogger.  So, Breakfast in the Loggia is moving!  Here is the new address:

breakfastintheloggia.wordpress.com

Also, a friend of mine and I have started a blog on potato-based cuisine around New Orleans.  Check it out here:

potatoesagogo.wordpress.com

And Then, Suddenly, it Was 4 Hours Later

Today began with august plans.  I woke up early to get some work done, but ended up taking a lot of Advil, keeping the lights low, and watching four episodes of The Golden Girls from my DVR.  No matter.  I made it to class, then got some lunch in the student center and goofed off on the internet for a while.

Eventually, I was walking to the library when I decided to just pop home and grab a sweatshirt.  After all, the reading room is often a bit cold, and I chill so easily.  

The next thing I knew, it was four hours later and I was chowing down on a salami pizza, knocking back a Turbo Dog, and watching Oprah.

I'm not quite sure how these things happen.  Well, I have a feeling it might have something to do with my off-the-charts ADHD.  In all seriousness, I don't know if there is a better way to explain it than, "The next thing I know . . . "  Perhaps to a non-ADD person, that sounds ridiculous.  But, for me, that's really what it is like.  I'm coming home for a sweatshirt one minute, and then, suddenly, it's four hours later.

Super Bowl

Tonight was the Super Bowl.  The Steelers won!!!  Yes!  

It was nail-biter at the very end.  Really, it was perfect.  The team I was rooting for won, but I still got a taste of what makes sports so great -- the agony and the ecstasy.  Will they go into overtime?!  Will they manage to score another touchdown in the limited time left?!  Will the other team have a miracle play at the last minute?!

So far as my memory reaches back, I have hosted an annual Super Bowl party.  Alas, my current apartment is such that parties are impossible to host.  Therefore, this year I attended a swank affair at The 700 Club, a gay club in the French Quarter.  Well, "swank affair" is a little strong, but the place was stuffed with gay law students, there was unlimited shrimp for $5, and a good time was had by all (or, at least, most).  

All in all, an excellent evening!