Sigh. We went to the big football party down the street. Everybody was dressed in red and black. Katie actually brought UGA pasta salad. Apparently, you can buy collegiate-shaped pasta. Who knew? They had a movie theatre-sized viewing screen set up in the carport. It should have been fun. But our team lost. Wait, they didn't just lose. They sucked out loud. Our team lost the biggest game of the year. I just hate it when that happens. The only good news was that my Gatorhater Chili won the chili cook-off and everybody scarfed up the crockpot-full of chili we brought. We won a festive red insulated totebag. Oh well. It's only football. We've got much bigger fish to fry. Like the election. I early voted the first week the polls opened in our county, way back in early October. Come Wednesday morning, I'm hoping for a huge, huge, history-making win. Also a return to civility between people of opposing opinions. And that's all I'll say about that.