I didn't watch a lick of football on Sunday. Not a single play.
Here's where you sneak in the requisite "Did you get into a car accident at a Starbucks parking lot?" joke. Good one. I wish it was that complicated. Here's what happened: Jimmy Kimmel was hosting the American Music Awards that night and asked me to be one of his writers. I planned on turning him down until he told me that Josh Groban was performing. Then all bets were off.