Felt compelled to make the right coffee mug choice this morning. I need all the help I can get in my current situation.
Tweety Bird, The Beatles, THE PATS.
I went with THE PATS. But as I stood before The Almighty Keurig Machine admiring the mug it occurred to me that it is a celebration of Super Bowl XXXVIII. I realized it would be OK to own this mug if I had one for every Super Bowl victory, but having this mug as my only PATS mug is dead wrong. Twisting the vibe.
If I am going to sip from one PATS mug it has to be Super Bowl XXXVI.
Right?
That was The Holy Grail. The mind blower. Sweet vindication.
I don't think I have hurt THE PATS performance over mug ownership but I think mayhaps I have disturbed my own karma. You can't burn down the world without the right touch of magic to complement determination and dream chasing.
I am focused in right now. Planning my escape. Exerting maximum effort.
I cannot have that positivity knocked off track by a voodoo vibe.
I have to think on this some more.
I'll get back to you.
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