Monday Morning Quarterback Flashback

ELLIE:  Hi everybuddy, Ellie here. There was a big football game on our TV yesterday. Truth be told, the snacks were way more fun. Mmmm...Cheetos. In honor of Super Bowl LVIII, whatever LVIII means, we're bringing you one of our MOST favorite football conversations between Katie and Waffles. Are you ready?

Hut, Hut, Hut!!!

WAFFLES:  Hey Boss, it's monday morning and I want my quarter back. That Superbowl was a rip off. There was only ONE commercial with a CAT in it. And he wasn't even orange.

KATIE:  Waffles,  it's QUARTERBACK. Not quarter back. 

WAFFLES:  That's what I said.  I want my quarter back. That's like a whole half of my allowance. 

KATIE:  Waffles, the quarterback is the guy that throws the football. 

WAFFLES:  How about a dime? Can I at least get a dime back? A nickel?

KATIE:  Waffles, for the last time, he quarterback doesn't have anything to do with money. 

WAFFLES:  That's not what I heard. I heard he makes LOTS of money. He's probably got TONS of quarters, so I want mine back.

KATIE:  That's not how it works.

WAFFLES:  Well that's messed up. 

KATIE:  The quarterback throws the ball at the other players so they can score a touchdown. 

WAFFLES:  Touch down? You mean like THIS touch down?

KATIE:  WHOA, WHOA, WHOA!  Flag on the play!  Flag on the play!  Personal foul!!

WAFFLES:  Personal FOWL??? You mean like chicken?

Flashback View from Minneapolis
A few years ago the Super Bowl was held in our hometown of Minneapolis, just a few blocks from our downtown apartment. Gloman was in Minneapolis, though he enjoyed the game from the comfort of his cushy chair.

A few days before the big game when he was driving home from work, he noticed four military aircraft flying in formation over downtown. The photographer in him got to thinking, "hey, I wonder if they're practicing for a flyover during the Super Bowl!"

So when game time rolled around, he was ready. 24 floors above the city, the corner window wide open and a big long lens. He knew he'd have to be quick. And sure enough, immediately after the National Anthem, the planes came zooming by, right over the downtown skyline.

That's the Foshay Tower in the foreground. It's one of the oldest buildings to grace the Minneapolis skyline. It was completed in 1929, the same year Glogirly's mom was born. Modeled after the Washington Monument, it's now registered in the National Register of Historic Places as an example of Art Deco architecture.