1. Not only did we have a “white” Easter here in the Burgh, my sister had a snowy white Easter in Texas. Global warming, my ass.
2. If I have a nightmare about a Dan Onorato-resembling rabid Easter bunny chasing my ass down Grant Street, I’ll totally blame Anthony.
3. The only way this city will be able to stay warm at today’s home opener for the Buccos is to wear their Steelers gear, because really, who among you owns a Pirates tossel cap, Pirates coat, Pirates scarf? Nada. It’s going to look like December out there. Anyone want to take bets that there will be at least three guys that rip their shirts off to show their muffin tops and start shouting “Here we go, Steelers, here we go!” in a drunken display of forgetting-which-team-we’re-watchingness?
Also? This is the year, Burghers! I feel it in my cute little bones.