I've football on the brain.
It started a few weeks ago when Edo and I harmlessly enough, watched the division finals between the Packers and Saints. It's a homecoming of sorts. I grew up watching the legendary 49ers with my dad in very American-fashion; in front of the television along side a bag of chips. Sadly, as the 49ers waned into sucky-dom so did my interest. Besides a few rallies behind the Patriots I haven't watch much.
Well the tides have changed inspired by Favre's valiant game I started reading up. After injesting a couple of books and feeling knowledgable, I insisted that we watch the Superbowl in "big" fashion at the neighborhood historic movie theater called the Bagdad. And what a treat! Squeaky seats outfitted with long narrow table tops to support pizza slices and a pitcher of local beer all to the tune of colliding men – so fun. Afterwards, we walked home kibitzing about the game and in an attempt to excise it from our system (mostly mine) Eddy suggested we watch a movie.
We watched Blindsight, a documentary about six blind teenager Tibetans and their effort to scale a Himalayan peak. We both had reservations of potential cheeseballness but the film surprised us offering plenty of room for debate. It also didn't hurt that it was filmed in epic Tibet and filled with beautiful shiny smiles. And as the credits roll a little man named Kumi sings the most charming version of Happy Together. Watch it yourself and see if you can resist smiling.
It started a few weeks ago when Edo and I harmlessly enough, watched the division finals between the Packers and Saints. It's a homecoming of sorts. I grew up watching the legendary 49ers with my dad in very American-fashion; in front of the television along side a bag of chips. Sadly, as the 49ers waned into sucky-dom so did my interest. Besides a few rallies behind the Patriots I haven't watch much.
Well the tides have changed inspired by Favre's valiant game I started reading up. After injesting a couple of books and feeling knowledgable, I insisted that we watch the Superbowl in "big" fashion at the neighborhood historic movie theater called the Bagdad. And what a treat! Squeaky seats outfitted with long narrow table tops to support pizza slices and a pitcher of local beer all to the tune of colliding men – so fun. Afterwards, we walked home kibitzing about the game and in an attempt to excise it from our system (mostly mine) Eddy suggested we watch a movie.
We watched Blindsight, a documentary about six blind teenager Tibetans and their effort to scale a Himalayan peak. We both had reservations of potential cheeseballness but the film surprised us offering plenty of room for debate. It also didn't hurt that it was filmed in epic Tibet and filled with beautiful shiny smiles. And as the credits roll a little man named Kumi sings the most charming version of Happy Together. Watch it yourself and see if you can resist smiling.
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