Sun, 11:10: Unfortunately terrible shot through the back window of our car: a guy outside a bar on Capitol Hill, twirling blue and white dance streamers, the gayest Seahawks fan around. https://t.co/TclBc964uv
Sun, 16:06: You guys I’m watching the Super Bowl! I’M SO BORED
Sun, 17:12: I almost never watch football and I have never understood the rules so forgive my ignorance. Do the New England Patriots ever score points?
Sun, 17:37: That halftime show was fucking amazing. I’ve only seen a few in my life, and this one was the best—who cares if I couldn’t understand most of what he was singing? Millions of people did and thus probably felt seen in a way never experienced before. And the production value and the choreography across a ton of dancers was astounding. I’m so glad I watched.
Sun, 21:39: Even though I could not possibly care less about football, I love it when events like this happen, the kind that unites an entire city. I even get a little emotional about it, seeing people of all walks of life unite in a common cause—especially when it’s celebratory.
Shobhit and I went outside after the game, just to witness the people taking to the streets tonight, both on Capitol Hill, and we even took Light Rail down to Pioneer Square to see the predictably ample revelry around Lumen Field.
I’ve learned my lesson after stupidly missing out on similar local, impromptu street celebrations twice before (the first election of Barack Obama in 2008, the first Seahawks Super Bowl win in 2014). And I actually love being in a crowd whose excitement is infectious.
I’m not entirely convinced, however, that it was necessary to tear down a street sign and then play limbo underneath it. https://t.co/yrgOVesTMB
