Oh my gosh, the reviews are in for Madonna’s SB halftime show, and everybody agrees she was FABULOUS! I didn’t actually see her performance, but it’s of course impossible to miss clips of it, no matter how hard you try. I realize I don’t exactly represent mainstream America, but I thought it was, well, stupid. And crappy. And from what I could tell, she wasn’t actually singing. So I think the NFL could have saved itself a lot of money and had the Gay Men’s Chorus of LA dance around a cardboard cutout of her while they played a couple of mp3s. But, hey, to each his or her own.

It was nice to see Boston lose (though Gisele wasn’t too happy; perhaps they ought to hire her to coach the Patriots’ wide receivers next season). And of course it makes it a bit more likely that Tom Coughlin will join his teammates Floyd Little and Larry Csonka in the Hall of Fame some day. So that’s good.

Have you ever seen the stupid “Northern” toilet paper commercial. Well, I need to be more specific, because the ones with the bears are really stupid and strange. I mean, maybe my house was atypical, but my mom never inspected my ass for toilet paper residue.

But they have another one, with several women starting out with one saying it’s “time to get real about what goes on in the bathroom,” and another that says I should think about “what I want” from my toilet paper, and it’s all about “being clean” or some such shit (so to speak).

Um. I think that what I want from my TP is pretty straightforward – and not really brand specific (though I will admit that some are better than others). Basically, I just want something that my fingers won’t poke through (and won’t give me paper cuts). And if you’re using toilet paper to “get clean” then you need some basic hygiene lessons.

Yesterday was one of the most Monday-est of Mondays I’ve ever suffered through. I think work lasted about 63 hours. It was a good one to get out of the way. Hopefully today will be a little bit better.