Hidden Power

"Lifes not fair" That is the exact text my father sent me while I was still screaming like a banshee over the results of the review of that final call in the Packers-Seahawks Monday Night Football game.  "Theres other four-letter words id use to describe THAT call" but my father didn't respond to my text.  I can't take these refs anymore.  I really can't.  I was stressing about how the Packers were playing but I was also stressing about these loose-cannons on the field; these refs have proven they have the power to decide the game so let's put someone there who actually knows what they're doing.  I woke up Monday morning to my mom's favorite news channel talking about the bad calls at the Ravens - Patriots game and to be honest, it made me afraid.  I even said it yesterday: "bad refs are bad football."  And so, until the real refs get back on the field, I'm not watching any more games.  I can't stand to watch any more teams, whether I like them or hate them, lose a game because of multiple bad calls by the officials.  I'll check the scores online, maybe follow a game on NFL.com, but I am not sitting down in front of a TV where I'll actually see what's going on.  Not until it's a game worth watching.There is one loophole in that promise, and that's for my birthday party, which I've been planning since the 2012 schedule was released.

Thank God there was more TV on afterwards to get my mind off the game ('cause the forced trip to the beach didn't help).  After our post-game, let-the-dog-run beach jaunt was over, Mom and I settled right back down in the living room and watched Dancing with the Stars and Revolution. 

I really don't have much to say about DwtS right now.  I'm sure I'll have something to say about it tomorrow after the first couple gets the boot, but I was still too mad to really enjoy the show and didn't get much beyond "I hate her outfit" and Google searches on the various stars (most of whom I've never heard of before; a side effect of not following pop culture since the 90s, I suppose).

Here's my take on Revolution's second episode: If there is not some character growth for Charlie, and fast, I will most likely stop watching this show.  The premise is pretty cool, the sets are amazing, most of the characters are likable, or at least watch-able, but Charlie is driving me crazy.  I can't take much more of her self-important, self-absorbed quest to prove she's always right.  If hers is a coming of age story, she better start learning soon.  It's the trailer for next week, more so than the end of this weeks episode, that's getting me to watch one more week.

I'm sure I'll have more to talk about tomorrow (I still have an episode of Castle in my DVR and then tomorrow is the first DwtS elimination and the season premier of New Girl) and I originally planned on waiting and posting this all tomorrow, after I watched all that, but I think I have enough to say to warrant a post tonight after all. Tonight's final message:
My Facebook feed is full of people, Packers fans and fans of other teams begging for a bit of sanity to be returned to "America's Obsession"