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I’m watching American Idol in the background while doing some other stuff on the laptop, and I just found out that Jason Castro and I share the same birthday, meaning today. Of course, I am very much old enough to be his father and that is not the kind of thing I necessarily want to be reminded of on my birthday, but there you have it.

Via boing-boing:

Actually, there are a lot of things here that Tex et al seemed to get right: the house of tomorrow being built around the TV, ways to skip commercials, the fact that the same thing is on every channel, that TVs will be everywhere, etc.

I’m watching the ET “True Hollywood Story” episode about Rachel Ray, a former (still kind of current?) Food TV cool person about whom I have extremely mixed feelings. On the one hand, I’ve never watched her daily talk show, I think her Food TV show is kind of annoying (turn the sound off, listen to your favorite tunes, and watch her cook with gestures– it’s a lot better that way) and I have much sympathy with the Rachel Ray Sux Community. On the other hand, she comes across in this story as (dare I say it?) kind of likable and scrappy and cheery and such, and I have one of her cookbooks and have used it successfully.

Oh, what to do, what to do?

I did watch the Superbowl last night, which brings the number of pro football games I watched this year to an all-time high of (about) six. A pretty exciting game.

But I thought I’d post briefly on what it is really all about, selling products/advertisements. Here’s one I didn’t see:

I’ve been an Obama supporter from the beginning, and I continue to keep my fingers crossed that he can still pull it out. If he can get California and/or come out about even with Clinton after Super Tuesday, then I think he has a chance to ultimately pull it out. The longer this thing goes on, the less inevitable the Clinton Dynasty is.

Though I’d vote for Hillary over any Republican out there, of course.

Then there were the eTrade baby ads, which I did see. Here’s a link (which I couldn’t figure out how to embed here). Baby makes a trade, farts, and pukes. Baby makes a bunch of money and rents a creepy clown. Hilarity ensues.

I’m not a huge fan of football, but I thought this little send up about the “Origins of Superbowl Sunday” on the Daily Kos was pretty funny. My favorite paragraph:

The saint whose career proved to be the best match for Super Bowl Sunday was Vincentius of Langobardia, commonly known in English as St. Vincent Lombardi. His early life is obscure, but he was probably born ~610 AD in Milan. He first enters history in 663 AD as a general in the armies of Grimoald, King of the Lombards. The Lombards had had many successes in Italy, but were facing an invasion by the Chiefs, a still pagan tribe from the East, led by their king Henricus Strammo. On account of Grimoald’s illness, Vincentius was charged with defending Lombardy from Chieftain depredations.

As I just mentioned to my father on the phone, I’ll probably watch the first half and if it isn’t a blow-out, maybe some of the second.

I’m sure there will be some fine commercials, but probably nothing like the best Superbowl commercial of all time:

Thanks to the Ypsi City Desk for reminding me about this one….