I'm working during the Super Bowl tonight, and I don't particularly feel like I'm missing anything. I am still casually hoping that Eli loses, though.

Greek filling in here. I'm running my first half marathon today. Wish me luck!

My brother was fired from a job that he absolutely adored because of a rock-stupid decision that, when he told me about it, caused me to tell him this was inevitable. Friends, if you ever get to run your own store, keep it in your pants.

Don't forget your booties, 'cause it's cold out there!

We're just one calendar month away from the start of the MLB season. That doesn't make it sound so bad.

Epic beating in Houston by the Wolves last night. Once again, they're a game below .500. It would be a nice time to be in the East.

I'm a decade older than my brothers, and very proud of how both of them are turning out. One little brother leaves this morning for a semester abroad. He's headed to Florence, and I've no doubt in my mind that he'll make the most of this opportunity. The other little brother attended Twins Fest last weekend, and was one of 120 people invited to a small event in the Champions Club, where he asked a panel of Jim Pohlad, Dave St. Peter, and Terry Ryan a question. Here's what he asked:

"Could you explain how you can justify cutting payroll three season into a publicly financed ballpark?"

If all went as planned, the first episode of Pepper! is up today. Listen to our radio faces!

As of last night, Niko Pekovic has proven himself worthy of the 87 banners we've made for him.

Yesterday I did the bottling for my Furious clone (cheaps was right...what a dull, repetitive process). I snuck a few drinks. It isn't real beer yet, but it sure is alcoholic.