Dave Grandy: The Dog Whisperer

As most of the English-speaking world knew, today was Superbowl Sunday. Except for the 29 hours of pregame programming, it wasn't much different than a usual Sunday. I didn't watch any of it - I spent most of the day working on Mechanical Design homework. Its slow-going, mainly because of the subject matter. Dr. Dekken hasn't covered much of it yet, and when I went through it back at CBU, it was long and awful.

I did catch a little bit of programming on other channels. Mostly it was Spike TV's "Craziest/Wildest/Scariest/Goriest - Wrecks/Sports/Animals/Things - Gone Mad/Bad/Crazy/Wrong - Ever - Ever" marathon. Train wrecks are weird to watch - they're horrific, but you can't turn away. In that respect they're kind of like . . . train wrecks. Bad analogy.

I was talking to Bekky Robbins earlier, and she told me that Dave Grandy (my roommate from college, in case you forgot. Looks like a hippie) was coming over to their place to watch the game.
She also mentioned that their dog Oakleigh doesn't like people at all - except for Dave. I suggested that he was the "Dog Whisperer," which Bekky thought was hilarious, and her husband Paul didn't get. I guess you had to be there.

The Superbowl itself was pretty entertaining. As a Vol, I had to root for Peyton Manning (according to the coverage, he pretty much single-handedly won the Superbowl). That kick-off return by the Bears was amazing. Its pretty much the only NFL game I ever watch, but its worth the 4 hours. On the other hand, the commercials were disappointing overall. There were some gems though: Paper-Rock-Scissors, Pimp-Slap, and the GM robot were my favorites. I also like the Blockbuster pets. Does anyone know who voices the hamster? I know the rabbit is James Woods, and the mouse was Bobcat Goldthwait.

Anyway, class in the morning so I'm calling it a night.