Live Blogging the Superbowl

As usual, my yearly superbowl prediction:
Ravens will win, but Colin Kaepernick will get the snitch- I mean, final touchdown. Whatever.

So I'm cheering on the 49ers

but also

like

I don't care

I really like superbowl commercials

I mean how can you not

I would like to point out I'm not blogging the superbowl, but reactions and commercials and stuff.

Dad: Those people in the crowd, they're professional clappers. They're not actually random audience members.

Dad: Did a body just fall down?
Stepsis: They were crowd surfing!
Me: THERE’S BEEN A MURDER.

Dad: She's not even close to lip syncing. That or its shown weirdly.
Liz: You're just jealous, because you can't do that.
Me: You're jealous of her body.
Sara: You're jealous you can't fit into a lacey leather thing.
Dad: I so can, don't make me show you!
I'll get one on right now!
...I bet if I wore one to work they'd leave me alone."

Dad: Those tech guys are the real show, they have to set up then later dissemble the stage in three minutes.

...

Dad: Look how fast they did that! All the electronics, it's gotta work, and fast!

The Two Broke Girls commercial: That show is actually really good, and nothing like how it was portrayed. NO POLE DANCING OR SUGAR IS INVOLVED.
Mostly.

And that son is how I met your mom.
JACK IN THE BOX NO WHY.

So my family gave up and while I was in my room grabbing my phone, they all left, turned off the lights and TV.
I wandered back into the living room and wondered if they were trying to scare me.
No, they're just all asleep.

I give up. We're done here.