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Super Bowl At Shawshank

The Warden at Shawshank was kind enough to approve a block party of sorts at Shawshank on Super Bowl Sunday. A part of the circular drive was cordoned off and the game was projected onto a building. The Association sprang or sprung for burgers, hotdogs and tables and chairs. At halftime they bussed in some female dancers and did a line dance for us inmates.



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??

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  1. Neighbor TimFebruary 29, 2012 at 7:55 AM

    Cash will be just fine, ones, fives, tens a twenty? any combined mixture of the above? Hell throw out a fifty or C-note. I'll make change!

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