Lovely evening for an outside block party. I was alone and this one woman, who was also alone, started talking in the thickest, heaviest New Yawk accent I've ever heard. She said she was divorced and I was not the least bit surprised.
The projection was pretty decent and the sound system was fantastic. Someone mentioned doing this weekly as a movie night. You want to ruin a good thing? Do it every week.
There were probably 40 or so people there and many filtered in and out as the game went on. Much applause after some of the commercials. The one garnering the most appeared to be the dog that ran backwards at the finish line. Not my favorite, though.
Here we are at half-time with the ladies gearing up for their line dance.
By the way, I lost $20.00 to Neighbor Tim, as he picked the Giants. Last year I won and he paid me in pennies, dimes, nickels and quarters. Hmmmm. Wonder how I can get even??