When the Saints Come Marching In!

Hello young (and old) lovers!

So today is Valentine's Day, the day that's traditionally for lovers.  Traditionally, because, as of just a few short years ago, Valentine's Day was the day that was strictly put aside for those looking for a mate and for those who already have one.  However, in today's time, this being the twenty first centrury after all, the definition of true love comes in as many shades as the color blue (which I think is around forty).  Today, you not only can love your significant other, whoever that may be, you can also love your parent, you can love your pet (like I live my Yorkie Bootsie), you can love your best friend (which can also be your pet), heck, you can even love your favorite food, such as chocolate, which is a Valentine's Day staple.  Yes, thanks to the progressive times, one is free to love whoever and whatever the heck they want, and don't forget to send them a Valentine's Day card.

Whoever is your special Valentine this particular day, there's one particular team we're all feeling the love for:  The New Orleans Saints.  Yeah, baby!  The Saints finally came marching in, and they made it all the way to the Super Bowl championship!  None of us who were watching last Sunday could believe it, and, I'm sure, neither could anyone else who was watching.  From what I recall, that was the most watched television program in history, replacing the 1983 series finale of M*A*S*H, and that's no easy feat by a long shot.  Since my father's family hails from New Orleans, the Super Bowl victory was even more special.  It was sort of like home town guys making it good.  It gave us all who have ties to the Big Easy a certain amount of hometown pride.

One of the most memoriable aspects of the Super Bowl, of course, are the commercials.  That's the reason why we females watch the Super Bowl in the first place.  I'm telling you, many of the Super Bowl commercials from past years have become classics.  Take, for example, the Apple Computer MacIntosh commercial from the 1984 Super Bowl, which was a satrical parody of-- what else?--the great literary classic, 1984.  It involved an audience sitting in front of this dictator-like character on a large television screen, and all of a sudden, this Olympic sprinter runs into the auditorium carrying a sledge hammer, stopped in the middle of the isle, hurled the hammer at the screen, and shattered it into a million pieces as the stunned audience looked on in shock and silence.  The announcer then announced the arrival of the new Apple computer, the MacIntosh, and told the audience that "You'll soon see that 1984 won't be, like 1984."  That was totally awsome!  This year's memoriable Super Bowl ad featured three television powehouses:  talk show hosts Jay Leno, David Letterman, and Oprah Winfrey, who was sitting in between them watching the Super Bowl on TV and eating potato chips.  If the advertisers were digging for comedy gold, they sure hit pay dirt.

Well, that does it for this week. Until next time, be well, stay well, and don't forget to give what you can to the people of Haiti!

Sincerely,




Marley Sue
 

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