There are a lot of museums on this planet and I have always been a big fan of them, since I was a kid. Growing up, I was in love with the dinosaur exhibits and still am. There’s something so amazing about a dinosaur! Especially, the dinosaurs with huge bodies and those tiny little helpless arms. Honestly, I don’t think there will ever be a point when I don’t shriek and jump a little when I see a dinosaur display but this past May I went to what I lovingly call, one of my favorite museums ever and it didn’t even need to have dinosaurs around to excite me.
Excerpt from Newsvine:
Excitement and fun are crawling around Indianapolis this week as the Circle City prepares to host thousands in anticipation for America’s favourite informal holiday, the Super Bowl. Taking place this Sunday February 5th, the championship game this year sees AFC and NFC title holders, the New England Patriots and the New York Giants battling it out again after four years of what some may consider the best finish in Super Bowl history, given the fact that neither team this time around has perfect records on the line. This matchup is bound to be tight and quite thrilling!
I’m not ashamed to say this but I will mention that I am an Indianapolis Colts fan. Yes, I bleed blue and after the crummy season we had, it’s not surprising to see some of us fell off the bandwagon but we did have two wins near the end so that’s alright with me. As a fan not just of the team but of the great state of Indiana, I am especially proud that the city gets to showcase itself and all that it’s about to a new audience that’s willing to take in and adore a city that isn’t just gorgeous architecturally, culturally and for reasons of sport but has a tremendous heart. I guess there’s redemption in there for the Colts and us fans; a renewal of fan-ship in some sense because call it what you will — perhaps it’s Hoosier hospitality, but these fine folks know how to throw a party and the days leading up to the Super Bowl are clearly proving it.
Winners Drink Milk!™
My dad got home earlier this evening and gave me a 3 gallon jug of milk; said a client had a truck full of Indiana made milk. Um really? Of all the things? Indiana, really?
REALLY?!
Hahaha! I want to buy everything from this store! It literally is “a-maize-ing”!
This t-shirt = win!
Source: Indiana Corn Shop
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I’m still a bit numb. I can’t hear the cheers anymore. Where have all the Colts fans gone? I’m still in my Manning jersey and sure, it’s been a few days since Saturday’s travesty but I couldn’t stand to part with it. I’m so accustomed now to my tiny corner where I rock back and forth in my room with the box of Kleenex.
Now don’t get me wrong. I’m happy for the Jets and their “victory”…no, what I am saying? I’m not happy. Period. No. One point? Really? Such a shame. I must accept the fact that I am not happy with the results from this past weekend’s NFL Wildcard game — that also goes for the Saints. They should have marched in, damnit! Marched in! *shakes fist* But, alas, life isn’t what we dream it should be. I have learned the hard way.
This past Sunday’s game of the Colts versus the Tennessee Titans at the famed Indianapolis Lucas Oil Stadium was by far one of the most nail-biting games of the whole season. I can bet it had every Colts fan at the edge of their seat. With a tie in every quarter, it was one of those days when you come in with a full head of hair and eventually leave with the George Costanza look.
I, for one was freaking out. I sat in my Manning jersey, screaming at the TV but realizing it wasn’t as bad as when the Oakland Raiders scored against the Colts in the previous week during the first twelve seconds from kickoff. That was embarassing and shocking. I threw a hissy fit! You knew at that instant that Coach Caldwell would be peeved and the locker room would be an intense place to be. Probably even far more intense than the moment of when Bambi discovered his mother became deer jerky. It was just one of those moments where you knew things would have to be better.
