Fuck depression, fuck pain, fuck grief, fuck it all.  Here’s a TARDIS on a green field because it’s Windows and it’s cute.

What’s so “Super” about a Bowl that the Cowboys aren’t playing in?  Exactly:  nothing.  Zero interest whatsoever.  The only thing that would make this event even remotely momentous, exciting, or worthwhile is if the Earth opened up and swallowed the stadium, the Giants, and the Patriots whole.

I’ll be marathoning The Shadow Line and perusing Susskind’s argument with Hawking over whether materials consumed by singularities violate the laws of conservation and entropy.