I'm supposed to be at an Iowa/Iowa State football party hosted by some lovely people I rarely get to see. But I seem to be exhausted from my run and I'm the total gay cliché who doesn't understand football and totally doesn't care. And who uses an accent aigu in words like cliché. I was saving this pic to post when I was at the party (I'd be the metaphorical Big Bird) but it's still funny on its own. Plus the soft layer under Big Bird's feathers could be touch-down.