In which I nearly ignore a national day of consequence

I didn’t really pay attention to the Super Bowl this year. Didn't even eat doritos! I had sort of planned to favor Pittsburgh, in honor of Lynn Swann and Franco Harris being great guys when I was a girl, but then the Packers were wearing Oregon’s colors, you know? So I couldn't help to prefer them, once I started looking at the tv, and they did win.

(Imagine the Mathews family: One son playing in the National Championship (for Oregon), then the other in the Super Bowl!)

Anyway, while that was on in the other room, I finished Lost in Venus. Last night I’d had one of those “ocular migraines,” which was pretty spectacular visually, and although it didn’t lead to a headache, I felt moderately unwell today, even beyond the tiredness I’ve had the past few days.