Cheers to the #1 domestic abuse day of the year!

Well this weekend was Knox's first trip back to Norfolk, so of course I couldn't miss it. It's so sweet that uncle Jordan has offered his room to Knox as a temporary nursery. With Knox sleeping in the room right next to me it almost felt like Jordan was home again. Knox made the same little grunts and cries in his sleep just like Jordan did in high school and he even shit his pants right around 3:00 a.m. like old uncle Jord. In true Norfolk fashion we spent the day watching the KU- Nebraska game at Big Red Keno. If theres one thing Norfolk isn't short on it's restaurants with personal tv's in the booths. I think this is such a classy touch, I don't know why more places don't offer this service. Sometimes big screens are just hard to see, but with a TV right at your table you for sure don't have to look around or even talk to the person you're sitting with. Its just a great way to take your family out for a nice dinner without having to mess with silly interaction or socialization. I was treated to even more basketball fun later on Saturday night at the Norfolk Senior High. We played Omaha Bryan ranked #5, the Panthers were #2 so naturally the gym was packed. Norfolkys young and old ventured out in their maroon attire on this chilly night to support the prodigy team. The rowdy little Norfolk Senior High student section chose to dress in white to have a "white out." Although, after seeing Bryan's team and fans I wasn't sure if this was the most appropriate theme for the night. White t-shirts or not, the gym was still most definitely a white out. The obnoxious boys stood in the front chanting, the stoner boys stood in the middle too high to talk, and the insecure girls were scattered through out constantly flipping their hair and applying lip gloss ready for that one moment the hot senior would look their way. Oh how I hated high school, I was the dykey basketball player crying in the locker room shower because I had probably just missed five lay ups in the game previous.

Anywho, it was a close one but we lost in the end. The loyal Norfolk fans were all pretty devastated, me included. But I was more devastated by all of the old class mates I saw who were either married or with babies in their arms, I feel so behind! I better get on it or I'm for sure gonna be an outcast at the ten year reunion of 2005 grads! But I guess that would mean I would have to go to said reunion first... Shoot. I guess I still have four years to think about. Or do I? Chris told me today America's time is dwindling. Because of financial reasons I don't understand, there seems to be proof its just a matter of time before America is officially in crumbles. The dollar is going to be absolutely worthless. So if you've been considering sending in your old Black Hills gold jewelry to those infomercials STOP! Don't do it! Those commercials are on to something, gold is coming back! I listened to an entire video of a really smart guy talk about the collapse of America, so believe me, it's legit. Stock up on Twinkies, keep your gold close, and embrace yourself for what's going to happen in under "12 months." I'll talk more about this later after I am further educated, but if you're interested right now in preparing for this financial Armageddon google Porter Stansberry and watch his video. He also predicted the stock crash of 2008 so this guy is smart, like Shia Lebeouf in Wal Street smart.

But don't let me worry you with such foolish things on Super Bowl Sunday!!! Let us all do what Americans do best, binge on food and drink, watch advertisers manipulate us with their multi million dollar 30 second commercials, and watch over sized men tackle each other and chase a ball around a field while the white trash in all of us screams and shouts like this game is really going to have an affect on our lives. Cheers to the #1 domestic abuse day of the year!

Who am I kidding? We'll never crumble, you can't beat the best. USA! USA! USA!