Ad Nauseum

I also didn't watch the Superbowl this year. And I can't say that I feel like I missed anything. No new five-minute clip of Britney Spears hawking something, no computer-generated mini-epic about a new SUV... nothing.

I would, however, be lying if I told you that I didn't learn anything from the game. I now know that Superbowl Sunday is a really, really bad time to be shopping from any kind of chip -- potato, tortilla, or otherwise -- if you want to have any kind of selection available to you.

Also notable is that the "party mix" in the big plastic jugs looks like what was swept up off of the factory floor after a full day's work. Mmmmm, tasty.