Spent a lot of yesterday afternoon watching the Chargers game. Football is weird for me. I spent a couple years away from caring at all after caring way too much in my twenties. It’s drawn me back in and I like it now, but in the way that I like jazz… it sort of fades into the background of an afternoon. It’s more of a mood than anything else.

Notable from the game (according to headlines) is that The Vikings couldn’t get a play in at the end and ran out of time. Shows what I know because I was wondering why the Chargers weren’t using timeouts to stop the clock. Then I stopped thinking about it immediately after. Will probably never think about it again.