May 23, 2008
Pittsburgh Trip: Lots of family!
Getting into mischief with grandpa...playing with cousin Jessica...fun with Aunt Kim...reading with Aunt Martha...twins with twins...snuggling with Great-Grandma...and the list goes on.
Even though we couldn't fit everyone's picture here, the kids loved spending time with *all* of you!
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April 22, 2008
Pennsylvania, Proust, Polkas & Pierogi
I had some wontons leftover, and was also feeling a little homesick for Western PA. So I decided to try my hand at some pierogi.
The first time I ate pierogi was at a polka festival with my dear old roommate Teresa. She took me to a festival near her family's town. At the festival, there was the two of us, a couple young families, and an abundance of spry octegenarians who could boogie beer barrel style. Proust-like, that experience returns each time I eat a pierogie.
I digress. So, I made a box of instant cheddar mashed potatoes rather on the thickish side. And plopped a pile of potatoes on each wrapper.
I then fried them up in a little margarine (actually, I think a lot of margarine would have been more authentic!) and onions.
Even though they weren't quite authentic (faux pierogi, anyone?), I could've gleefully Pennsylvania Polka'd after the first bite.
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February 25, 2008
Julio & Romiet
"Ahh, the sentimental one, she's wish to play Julio and Romiet" *
Tim: We had a blast of Shakespearean proportions on Saturday night. We went to the Atlanta Shakespeare Tavern to see Romeo and Juliet (full text!). What a cool place! The theatre is small, intimate and somewhat in the round. There are tables with all the seats so you can dine on excellent pub grub as you watch the play. Joanna had a cornish pasty, I had shepherd's pie, we shared a wild mushroom soup and we washed it all down with a Rouge Shakespeare Stout and a Samuel Smith Oatmeal Porter. During the interval, we had tiramisu cheesecake and coffee.
"Julio, Julio, herefore art me Romiet." *
Oh yeah, and then there was the play. The actors were terrific as they trounced through the text trippingly on their tongues. The period costumes were beautiful, the lighting and staging were good, even the swordplay was pretty realistic (they even bled!). The only criticism I have was that there were too many bawdy jokes. Now there are a LOT of bawdy jokes in Romeo and Juliet (especially in the scenes with the nurse!), but the actors milked sexual double entendres out of every line they could (especially the guy playing Mercutio). Other than that, a near-perfect rendering of a perfect play. One thing I had forgotten in R&J was that Romeo encounters and kills Paris as he enters the tomb where Juliet lies asleep.
"Ahh, my little much ado about something." *
Before the play started when I was in line to get our grub, I looked behind me and saw Professor Peter Saccio from Dartmouth. I said to myself "I know him from somewhere." Then I remembered that I have his two lecture series on Shakespeare from the Teaching Company. I barged into the conversation he was having with some other people and gushingly thanked him for the lectures. I had a real geek moment. Some people get all flustered when they see a movie star or a rock musician. I get flustered over a professor. He thanked me for helping to fund his retirement and told me a little about what it's like lecturing to a camera instead of a class full of students.
Joanna: While we waited for the show to start, I perused the program, which contained audience members' opinions on their favorite characters from plays, wherein I found this quote about Benedick from Much Ado About Nothing-somewhat pertinent to our own courtship...
"[My favorite character is] Benedick. Reason--as a self-proclaimed bachelor for life (who has now been happily married for over 22 years in June!) I understand fully how Benedick's rational arguments and bluster against love and marriage fell to pieces when confronted by a lively, intellectual, witty partner."--Gregory H.
"Ahh, my little lost labor's loved." *
*Quotes from "Past Perfumance" Pepe le Pew, 1955.
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February 20, 2008
GRE & seeing the world
Tim: For the past few weeks I've been studying for the GRE. I haven't done algebra (even basic algebra) for over 15 years so the math section is filling me with no small amount of consternation. If fact, I've done my best to purposefully forget algebra to leave room in my brain for other things (there's only so much space in there). Trying to dig up something you've buried in your brain is not a pleasurable task. Now, I am a lover of words and what they can do, but there are certain words that I loathe, words that are like acid in my throat - polynomial, quadratic, factoring, and that unholy triumvirate: mean, median and mode.
On Saturday, I took a practice exam (3 hours of grinding my mental gears). It didn't boost my confidence very much. Joanna graded it and said I did well so that cheered me up.
We then drove to the Dekalb Farmer's Market and this pulled me out of my grouchy mood. With the twins in their slings we wove our way through the crowds of people in search of our favorite delectables. Cheese (Brie, Gouda, Jarlsburg), pain au chocolat, olives, olive bread, pasta, baba ghanoush, port wine, champagne (to make Joanna's new favorite drink - mimosas), etc... We sat down for a lunch of ratatouille, samosas and lasagna, all of which were excellent (and cost less than a meal at McDonald's!). The Farmers' Market doesn't have the atmosphere of the Strip District in Pittsburgh, but we'll definitely be going there periodically to bask in the international grub.
Joanna: I thought it was cool to introduce Tim to some of the the international/immigrant flavor of Atlanta (maybe it will stop some of his southern jokes, at least for a little bit). One of the things I've loved to do at the Market since I was a kid is to look at the employees' badges. The badge lists all the languages the people speak--some of the employees speak five or more languages (!).
While I was there, I picked up some fresh lemongrass, basil, and a couple jars of Thai curry. That night, I made my first successful Thai dinner (the one years ago wherein I blistered the skin off of Tim's mouth doesn't count). I started with a recipe from Epicurious, and improvised from there.
I'm really excited to start learning a new cuisine!!
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January 17, 2008
Our two little fireflies
Our dear friend Karen (one of Tim's best friends from college) has just created her own blog, dedicated to all things related to the cult sci-fi series Firefly. It will be fun to read even for those who aren't familiar with the series since Karen has her own lively writing style, exhibited in her monthly newsletters she sends out to friends and family.
She also made us Jayne hats for our own Jane and Jayne. They'll fit the kids for many winters to come (can't wait to take them to Pittsburgh!!!).
Thanks, Karen! And welcome to the obsessive world of blogdom!!
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December 30, 2007
Good Food, Good Beer, Good Kids
Tim: It’s been great having Christmas week off. Sleeping in late, having lots of wife and baby time, watching Frank Capra movies, etc… On Thursday we had an unquenchable taste for fish and chips so we spent almost an hour looking for a place in Athens that had it. We are still adjusting to small town America where everything is not at our finger tips. In Pittsburgh we would have had our choice of a dozen or so establishments that would have fixed us up with our desired Pisces, potatoes and potations. We finally found it at The Globe in downtown Athens. This place may be our substitute for the Sharp Edge in Pittsburgh. An old world pub kind of place with great food and over 80 European beers to choose from. Anyways, the fish and chips were excellent – we felt like Frankie in Angela’s Ashes – if they were wrapped in a newspaper, we would have even licked the grease off the editorial page. We washed it down with a Belhaven and a Highland Oatmeal Stout. The twins snoozed away in the booth seats while we our consumed our vittles.
Tim and Jo: Yesterday we decided to take a trip to Helen for a dose of Georgia-style Bavaria. It’s as close as we’ll get to München in at least the next several years. As soon as we got there, we needed to feed the kids. We provided many passersby with free entertainment as we sat on a bench with bottles and babies in hand. The cats were out of their bags, so to speak.
For lunch we went to Altstädter Weinstube & Biergarten so Tim could get his own bottle. We had an olive and gherkin appetizer and for the main dish, three kinds of wurst –weinwurst, smoked bratwurst and rindswurst.
It came with a gigantic pretzel that was more bread than pretzel and we drank an Aecht Schlenkerla Urbock Rauchbier (smoked beer) which Joanna said was like drinking a stout by the fireside, except the fireside was in the beer! The kids dozed away on a nearby chair. Looks like a nearby gnome wants to wet his whistle...
We strolled through Helen going into shops we hadn’t been in before (like the live tarantula exhibit and the leather store--Das Ist Leather--a mishmash of faux-Bavarian, redneck and biking cultures) and stopped for some apple strudel and funnel cake. There was a big tree decorated for Christmas and a Santa or two leading horse drawn carriages through the streets.
We stopped at Nora Mills and got some stone-ground buckwheat pancake mix, pickled okra and berry preserves. The kids were getting a little restless being in the slings all day long to so we left for home. When we got there they were really cranky! They must have realized we were having all this fun and leaving them out!
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December 21, 2007
Hobbit Christmas Cheer
My good friend Grace sent me a link to this elaborate Christmas celebration taking place inside Bag End. I love "the ranger" baking a pie, and the little gingerhobbits.
*chortles*
Someone is incredibly creative!
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October 02, 2007
Old rivalries
I can't wait for Tim to come home and see what I found for our little boy (btw, I found a great thrift shop with baby clothes for an unbelievable price)...
For some reason, Pittsburghers have never forgiven the Braves for knocking the Pirates out of the pennant race so many times (especially in the '80s), hehehe....
At the same time, I do have a fondness in my heart for the Pirates, and have unforgettable memories of attending their games. Like the first time I heard fans booing their own team, even tossing a sneaker out onto the field, I suppose to see if the outfielder did any better catching that than the balls coming to him. And the first time someone threatened to toss me over the side for cheering the wrong team (see above photo!) too loudly...
But there was so much more than the game to experience...
It was taking a ferry over
to get to a stadium almost at the apex of three rivers (see the bright lights on the left),
hanging out with friends afterwards
and sometimes fireworks over the riverfront.
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February 22, 2007
Icicles!
It's been really pretty around here...
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November 29, 2006
Assorted Recommendations
*We've seen two terrific movies over the last week:
An old one--You Can't Take It With You, with Jimmy Stewart (my favorite actor of all time!), hilarious and sweet.
And a recent one, Children of Heaven, directed by Majid Majidi. Years ago, I saw his movie Colors of Paradise, a heartbreaking but luminous film about the way that a blind boy experiences the world. Children of Heaven told a simple story--an Iranian brother and sister have to share one pair of sneakers between them--in a profoundly moving way. It captures a child's point of view in a way that reminds me a bit of Ponette. The two children are incredible actors, innocent but performing with shattering intensity.
*And we just rented a wonderful film from Netflix, Joyeux Noel. We saw it last year in one of Pittsburgh's fabulous itty-bitty theaters that features independent and foreign films. It's based on a true story of a very short ceasefire on the first Christmas Eve of WWI. It's one of the best war films I've ever seen, right up there with Life is Beautiful and Jean (son of the Impressionist) Renoir's La grand illusion
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November 28, 2006
Remembrance of Toys Past
We spent Thanksgiving with Tim's family this year. Thursday was the big family celebration (over thirty people), and Friday was our tour of duty, visiting all the fun people we didn't get to see on Thanksgiving day itself.
There was a big surprise at Aunt Martha's house. When Tim's mom died about ten years back, and his dad moved back in with his own mother, much of the household stuff was thrown away. Unknown to us, Aunt Martha rescued some boxes of Tim's childhood toys, and kept them all these years.
I felt like I had been transported back into little Timmy's world.
"Only the opener of Tutenkamen's tomb would know how she felt.”--Amelie
First, we dug through his key chain collection. He had everything from dinosaurs to Rubix cubes to Snoopy and Smurfs.
Then we found other treasures, like
A bit before my time, his Riviton set. My reaction, "What? It doesn't need batteries?!?"
And the most special thing, Tim's baby blanket, quilted by his Aunt Helen and embroidered by his mom.
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November 17, 2006
fun recipe, fun website
This has made our house smell good all day.
And this site cracks me up every time I see it. I had a unique style as a child, perhaps related to the years of homeschooling? I would walk around in inside out sweaters (maybe I liked the pattern better from the inside), and occasionally parade around with an elastic belt wrapped around my head (Indian princess? Hippy child? Not sure what I was thinking with that one).
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I *heart* library book sales
I popped by our little library--two blocks down the street from us--to dig through their book sale.
I found an unusual CD that I used to have (it had been broken in a friend's car accident). This is by far the coolest choral CD I've ever owned.
I found a book for my dissertation.
I found a DVD of Handel's Water Music, with recreations of authentic Baroque dances (thrilling the music appreciation teacher inside of me).
I found a couple of Christmas presents.
I found a cookbook on herbs and spices, with historical introductions to each spice, and recipes following.
I found a couple of homeschooling families--one mother who was keeping her eye out for books for her daughter. Another mother brought in her several kids, talking with them as she prepared to let them loose, like hounds on the scent of their quarry. It brought back memories from many years ago of my own somewhat eccentric education, the curriculum formed from a pastiche of materials--oftentimes stumbled on at library book sales and the like. I confess that I came out wanting to have kids so that I can educate them through library book sales.
Now back to the dissertation...
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November 14, 2006
Further Adventures of Squirrel Nutkin
After this, Squirrel Nutkin was rather put out at the discourteous invasion of his privacy. The tapping and the peeking and the flashing lights. Assai!!
Checking the window a couple days later, we found this:
He had ripped the leaves off of the ivy vines, and woven them together to create an impenetrable wall between us.
Now when we tap on the window, we just see a little tail swishing annoyedly.
A few days later, he came to our dining room window, perhaps as a gesture of reconciliation. He gazed in at the window, making little sniffy faces as I put my hand on the window opposite his paw. This pseudo-handshake expressed our mutual goodwill toward each other, as well as the desire to continue our acquaintance.
Wishing to further restore neighborly relations, the following peace offering has been given.
Judging by the rapidity in which this offering was disposed, as well as subequent peeps into the window, there has been a full restoration of amiability on all sides.
The moral?
Ivy fences make good neighbors.
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October 12, 2006
Art meme
Since Jeannette made me a cool photograph, here it goes...
The first five people to respond to this post, will get some form of art, made especially for them, by me.
The only catch: If you sign up, you have to put this in your own journal as well.
And here's Jeannette's cool picture! It reminds me of Kafka as bedtime story with my old roommate Grace. Creepy Gregor!
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September 27, 2006
Thanks!
Thanks to Jeannette for the cool new banner. And thanks to Karen for pointing out this hilarious Hobbit video.
Heeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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September 13, 2006
Tea-time!
Phew, the first couple of weeks of school are always so busy. I taught my first three hour class this past Saturday morning, a distance learning version of Introduction to Western Art Music. I could see their eyes glazing over, as I tried (to little avail) to step up my own energy level as the hours wore on. Maybe I'll bring donuts next time. Thankfully, it only meets three times as semester.
Enough of that, here's a fun website I stumbled on, a map of teahouses all over the U.S., with reviews and fun info. There's one just three miles from us that I've never visited. My tea-loving old roommate Grace is coming up to visit in a couple of weeks, and it'll be fun to have tea-time together.
And there are a couple near our vacation spot next week in Cape May.
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August 17, 2006
Coffee Art--pretty!
Wow! Someone is incredibly creative!
Continue reading "Coffee Art--pretty!"
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July 03, 2006
Deux Ans
Two years ago today...
C'est bon!
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May 10, 2006
New Title!
We have a new title for our blog! I was thinking about the process of writing blogs and chronicles, and in a way, it's trying to capture lost time, to photograph a moment that's gone.
Part of the long mushy story of how Tim and I fell in love has to do with our realization that we were both reading Marcel Proust's 3,000+ page stream-of-consciousness epic (the longest novel in existence, as far as I know) À la recherche du temps perdu I can count on one hand the people I know who have read it. Actually, one finger as far as people I know who've read all the way through it.
Neither one of us has finished it yet. It's one of the most difficult books I've ever tried to read. It sometimes takes pages to complete one sentence (aaaaah! I can't find the subject! I can't find the verb! What in the world is he trying to say?!?).
It's somewhat disturbing at parts, I get bogged down in the selfishness and empty dreariness of the lifestyle of fin-de-siecle society.
But it's beautiful. It's an incredibly poignant look at the way memories shape our entire being. At one point (probably the most famous scene in the book), the memory of an entire childhood springs out of a bite of Madeleine dipped into tea (er, lime tisane to be technical).
And that's the story of our new title...
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April 24, 2006
B-Ball in da Neighborhood
Today was the official beginning of basketball season for Tim and Joanna. Each spring--after Pittsburgh has thawed out--we go down to the local park for a little one-on-one. Basketball brings out an aggressive side in Joanna that she doesn't like anyone to know exists. Poor Tim gets the smack-down if he blocks too many of her shots. In extreme circumstances, Joanna employs her "Grrrrrrrrr! and shoot" technique, using Chewbacca like gutteral noises to terrify and distract Tim as he shoots.
Today, it became two-on-two as adorable little black identical twins (maybe 5 years old?) joined us on the court. They conned their way into joining our game, looking up at us with their big eyes, and sweetly asking if they could join us. Too much cuteness to resist.
One of them turned out to be very accident prone, skinning his arm along with various other body parts. It was difficult to contain them on the court--on the other side of the basketball court, very big guys were playing rough ball, and they kept on running over into the aggressive game. Wait, when did we become babysitters?
Finally, we decided that it was time to get back to our own game, so we told them that they each could have one more throw. After getting some looks of dismay, and some extra throws, one of them played the identical twin card. Looking up with his big eyes and a pitiful expression,
"I didn't get any turns! My brother got two turns!"
Joanna--always mistaken for a sucker--got wise, hehehe, you thought we couldn't tell you two apart, didn't you?
"Yes, you did. You have a skinned arm and your brother doesn't!"
After a little more discussion, he realized that we really had gotten wise to him, and he and his brother went to play with another one of their friends. We continued with our game. Joanna beat Tim at horse. Tim beat Joanna at one-on-one. We're all winners here. Yay for life!
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April 20, 2006
Overheard conversation
Overhearing someone say on their cell phone, "He swallowed a viper and then his eyes caught on fire!" I hoped they were referring to a fictional event.
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April 11, 2006
Mysterious Adventures in a Small Town Neighborhood
A fire truck and two police cars came to our tiny little neighborhood and parked by our tiny little house. Not something that happens every day in our mostly quiet suburb of Pittsburgh. We stood outside for awhile, trying to figure out what was going on, but soon felt self-conscious for our voyeurism (even thought it seemed like much of the neighborhood was doing the same thing). Plus, we found out that we had the best seat in the house right in front of our kitchen window. So, snacking on brownies, we watched the ensuing commotion and made up our own theories about what was going on. All of the action seemed to focus on one little car parked beside our backyard.
Tim: "Maybe something tragic happened."
Joanna (disturbed at first, but quickly regaining her poise): "I don't think it can be too bad because the firemen are grinning."
Tim: "Maybe it's a car fire...I hope it doesn't get to our woods in the backyard, it could get really dangerous."
Joanna: "That's funny. It looks like they're changing the oil. Do you have to have a whole squad of firemen to change the oil in your car? Maybe the engine overheated."
Watching firemen change the oil in a car wasn't quite the adventure we were looking for, so our attention drifted for awhile. But wait!!
Joanna (excitedly): "Look! They're cutting the glass on the driver's side of the car. That's really weird, because the doors of the car are open. Why would they need to cut the glass if the doors are open?"
New theories ensued:
*Hidden Stash of Drug Theory (but why would they be spraying water in the car through the hole they made?)
*Trapped Cat or Other Wildlife in the Car Theory (still, the water problem, unless they were trying to wet the animal to scare it out)
*Bomb Theory (okay, so I knew this one was a little outlandish when I proposed it)
*Car Fire under the Dashboard that Couldn't Be Put Out at Any Other Angle than That Which Could Be Reached by Cutting through the Glass Theory
Probably the last one is the most realistic, but it was still bizarre, especially since all of the doors were open. Looking out our vantage point this morning, it does look like there was some kind of fire in the car, as the windshield was fairly dark and smoky looking.
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March 23, 2006
lecture videos
Woohoo! Tim has been an obsessively loyal customer of The Teaching Company for many years (I calculated that he has enough lectures to watch one hour a day for an entire leap year). (wifely commentary: he's watched enough to go way beyond any college liberal arts education I know of) To reward him for his loyal service, and because they're transferring their products into DVDs, they offered him a free lecture series of his choice. So, we picked out the mega-series on Western Literature that we drool over every time the catalog comes out, and couldn't ever afford. Yay! Obviously, it's a survey, but there are authors I've wanted to get to know and I know I'll appreciate having an introduction to their works.
Great Authors of the Western Literary Tradition
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February 18, 2006
Funny Bunny
Anyone want to buy a bunny?--Spike Jones
Here's a little bunny who likes to hang in our front yard. I hadn't seen him for awhile, so I thought he had disappeared. But one morning I woke up and there was an unsnowed on spot in our yard, just the size of a bunny butt, and little paw prints in the snow leading away from it.
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February 15, 2006
Happy Valentine's Day!
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February 07, 2006
Steeler Madness!
Wow, this town has been crazy over the last couple weeks! 250,000+ fans at the Steeler parade downtown yesterday (we missed that one, but saw it on TV--unbelievable, a quarter of the population of Allegheny county was there). We've never seen a city so completely loyal to its football team. We were not immune to the madness around us. We picked up a strange addiction to going down to the Strip District (our favorite part of town at any time!) over the past few Saturdays to imbibe the chaos of happy, excited people. Here are a few pictures from our last outing. Watching the boisterous fans was just as exciting (if not more so!) than watching the players on the field!
This guy got so excited his head turned into a football.
In Pittsburgh, there was no middle ground as far as reactions to the Super Bowl. Either you were for the Steelers, or you were strangled with Terrible Towels after being boiled in vats of molten Iron City Beer.
A classical musician making a little money out in the streets? Nope. How many times can you play "Here We Go Steelers, Here We Go" before losing your embouchure?
Joanna: I found out that a professor acquaintance of mine had the same habit of visiting the Strip on Saturdays, purely for the sociological fun of it. Watching the reactions of different people was one of the best parts:
a) If you're part of academia, you analyze culture by observing the madness around you. You can detach yourself slightly from it, but you can't completely disengage from the excitement. But you can make intellectual comments about the Super Bowl, such as the ways in which the blue collar fans feel tied to blue collar-ness of the football teams (you can also make cynical comments about the multi-million dollar contracts belying this blue collar image of the players). Also, you can create profound metaphors such as "cans of beer vs. cups of latte" to describe the teams.
b) If you're a car mechanic, you call up your best pals in between providing new brakes for a busy grad student who has waited most of the morning to get her car done. You engage in critiques of the players, past, present, and in the world to come.
c) If you're a middle-aged woman you:
-wear handmade Steeler regalia (mini-Terrible Towels, Steeler barrettes, etc.)
-don't wash your Steelers garments or make any other unexpected moves, just in case you might jinx the game and feel guilty for the rest of your life
-discuss the off field attire of your favorite players (Big Ben shouldn't wear light blue--he's much too large for that).
-sob every time the Steelers make a great/terrible play
-make plots with your other middle-aged lady friends on how to get the most eligible bachelor of the team (Big Ben again) to marry your daughter. "If only I could get in touch with his mother..."
d) If you're a kid, well, look at the previous post featuring the Little Steeler Fan.
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