My HDTV hopes have, thus far, been foiled. I headed to Microcenter without calling to check availability — I've made the mistake of doing so in the past, and accidentally tipped off store employees to a great internet deal, prompting them to buy all the stock up before I can arrive. Sadly, it wouldn't have mattered this time: they were sold out. Even worse, there was a weird little guy there also looking for the deal who wanted to bond over our shared LCD lust. No thanks, guy. Don't you realize we're competitors?

I'll try again on Saturday, but I'd say my odds aren't good. But that's alright; Matt's actual HDTV is nicer than my theoretical one, anyway. Besides, there's only one purchase I really want to make for the Superbowl:

Behold! A menu item so large and indulgent that it actually has to be cross-referenced with two other parts of the menu. It's meta-gluttony. I really, really hope this wing place is still in business. I'd say it's even money that a wrongful death suit forced them to close shop since I got this menu.

But although my refreshment strategy is pretty well mapped, I'm still not sure who to root for in the actual game. As previously mentioned, Charles makes a compelling case for Seattle. On the other hand, I suddenly find myself a fan of Ben Roethlisblogger ("had to do media it sux lol"). I'm seriously considering betting some money with a yet-to-be-determined disreputable internet gambling operation, just so I know who I want to win. Fantasy football was enough to get me interested in non-Redskins football; wasting $50 on the Seahawks might be enough to make me actually pay attention to parts of the telecast that aren't commercials.