It is officially my favorite time of year. The birds are chirping, the sun is shining, my friends start questioning my commitment to my social life, and my dad says things like, “I’m so glad I had a son.”
IT, MY FRIENDS, IS TIME FOR MADNESS. MARCH MADNESS.
Besides discovering this week that I was a childhood punk, you will also learn that I am an out-of-my-mind insane college basketball fan. Whatever, let it go. The point to this self-indulgent post is that FIPS has a March Madness pool on ESPN.
Click here to join (password is “fips”). You only have until NOON today to get in on the action, SO DO IT. Beyond the obvious glory of winning the Internet, there may be a prize TBD that is even better than watching me publically embarrass myself with all of the unreasonable upsets I chose.
Do it, Slope. Just fucking do it.