Superb Owl Sund Ay

 And I guess I could have tagged this Pandemic (I keep threatening to create that label but never do). It's odd to have a Super Bowl Sunday (or, for fans of What We Do In the Shadows, a Superb Owl Sunday) without having any plans. Often I'm at my friend Cyndi's place or Kevin's apartment, but instead I'm just hunkered down in my little apartment. Still, I think we're closer to the end than the beginning of the pandemic so eventually we'll be back together for Super Bowl - or, more importantly, Grey Cup parties.

Chili and guac are prepared .. .

. . . but I think my game time attire may give away my true allegiance.

And, let's not fool ourselves, the Alouettes are going to win a Super Bowl before the Vikings do.