Holy Steeler Batman!

That header is a tribute to Adam West, who makes a voiceover appearance in the Taco Bell commercial I just saw during the Super Bowl. So now the Winter Blast is over here in Detroit, and I can stop working like a dog (and you best believe I'm taking tomorrow off). A resounding success, maybe even a little too much so...we waited 40 minutes to get on the People Mover, as at-capacity trains kept rolling past the station. Yes, I realize that all 12 stops are within like six blocks of each other, but my lady's feet were hurting so I was forced to wait at the Cobo station instead of just walking to our parking spot. But anyway, several times I had to rub my eyes and remember where I was...Detroit or Pittsburgh. Steeler fans were out full-force, way more so than Seahawks fans and seemingly even metro Detroiters.

Speaking of, what's with our bastard suburbanites here? So many of them were like "I haven't been to Detroit in 15 years!" 15 years? And you live 10 miles away? That's f'd up! It may not be Chicago, L.A. or NYC, but Detroit still has touring shows, huge festivals, hip restaurants and a few cool neighborhoods, and nice museums. But hey, if these suburbanites are happy knowing nothing but strip malls surrounded by large expanses of parking lot, then whatever. They're probably the same people I laugh at every week, when they're on the news because their house got broken into...they always give the same dumb-ass quote: "I never thought anything like this could ever happen here." "Here" as in "the only minority in our lily-white suburb lives on the other side of town, so we're safe and I won't bother locking my door at night even though that means anyone could waltz into our home, but that's impossible because we don't live in Detroit proper." Alright, I'm getting all worked up...I'd better reach for some brown & bubbly...