Super Bowl Sunday is an ideal time for shopping

Maybe you can bring some perspective on this, we're plum out.

- Dan Rather

I was out of town this weekend, and when I got back late Sunday I made a quick dash to the grocery for the week's provisions.

That's when I made a discovery: Super Bowl Sunday night is a great time to shop.

Lots of help. Plenty of parking and no lines.

I ended up hitting three stores, including one of the discount variety, and all were fairly open and easily accessible.

I got home so quickly, I don't think I missed a score or even a first down.

SPEAKING OF THE SUPER BOWL: The Atlanta newspapers had a front-page story over the weekend indirectly making fun of host city Jacksonville and the way all the media were making fun of its Southern provincialism.

I guess nearly a decade after the 1996 Olympics, Atlanta is having fun picking on someone else.

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THOUGHT FOR THE DAY: Ideas won't work unless you do.

PICTURE THIS: Pupils from Jan Holt's second-grade class at Hammond Hills Elementary School in North Augusta are making a special presentation to the Boyhood Home of President Woodrow Wilson on Seventh Street.

Several years ago, Ms. Holt purchased a print of the 28th president that once hung in North Augusta Elementary School, built while Wilson was president. The picture will be presented to Historic Augusta Inc., owners of his former home, in a special ceremony Feb. 18.

She says her second-graders are experts on President Wilson.

MORE MAIL: Paul and Betty, from Augusta, say aloha from Maui, where they enjoyed watching Vaughn Taylor play golf.

David Daitch sends two greeting cards from Australia - one from the rain forest of Northern Queensland and the other from the Maritime Museum.

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TODAY'S JOKE: A police car pulled up to Grandma's house, and Grandpa got out.

The officer explained that this elderly gentleman said he was lost in the park.

"Why, Bill," said Grandma, "you've been going there for over 30 years! How could you get lost?"

Leaning close to Grandma so the police officer couldn't hear, he whispered: "I wasn't exactly lost. I was just too tired to walk home."

Reach Bill Kirby at (706) 823-3344 or bill.kirby@augustachronicle.com.