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Anyone who knows me can attest to my love for Beyoncé, who is the most perfect human on the planet (although I wouldn't be surprised if she weren't a human after all and was, in fact, a supreme extraterrestrial being who was put in our midst to demonstrate to us mere mortals what perfection is). I just adore the woman and she makes me happy. Obviously her performance on Sunday at the Super Bowl halftime was fantastic, including a stellar version of “Halo” and a gracious reunion of Destiny’s Child (I mean, she didn’t have to invite Michelle). On top of that, the lady is all about the ladies, as the folks at Flavorwire gladly point out. Beyoncé for President? Beyoncé for Master of the Universe?

Did you watch last night's Beyoncé concert? I did! And then I went to sleep because, woo boy, watching that halftime show was exhausting! (How about that Michelle, huh? Poor Michelle.) Luckily, I didn't have to work during the game (meaning, I didn't have to update this website, because ewww sports), so I knew I wasn't going to miss anything. It turns out I missed a lot! Thirty-four dramatic minutes of no football! It sounds intense. Luckily, lots of other bloggers put together lists upon lists of the best tweets that happened during the power outage at the Super Dome last night. Here's the best of the best Twitter list posts for you to check out.

Ready to avoid sports this weekend? Huddle up.

Hey there, Hon. Geddup off yer couch. It's time for da Super Bowl! Them Ravens made a great playoff run and now it's time to figure out where you're going to watch the big game. Anyone can stay in their own boring living room, but you got to get out there with the real fans. Besides you can't be chanting "Seven Nation Army" by yourself, can you? Here's our list of the best bars in B-more to watch the final ride while you're trying not to vomit from anxiety, overly crack your knuckles, blink too much, squeeze your fists, yell at the plasma screen, etc. Click on over to our latest Top List, appropriately titled Baltimore's Top Bars to Watch the Super Bowl. 

Marshall Weinstein, known to club-goers and music aficionados as DJ Martial, is having trouble getting used to the deep freeze New York currently finds itself mired in. When I reach him by phone at his Brooklyn apartment, he's just returned from a work trip to the Caribbean, a difference of 1,650 miles and five layers of clothing. "I was DJing in St. Maarten in 85 degree weather and here it's 10 degrees outside," he says with a laugh. "The airplane wouldn't even go to the gate because it was frozen, they had to bus us in. It was crazy." He won't be frozen for long, as he'll soon be on his way to balmy New Orleans for a handful of gigs centered around the upcoming Super Bowl. We caught up with him during his brief layover to find out how he got started, his favorite clubs to perform in, and his secret for de-stressing fast.

Sunday, February 3 will the most important evening of the sports calendar: Animal Planet's 9th Puppy Bowl. This year we've got your puppies and your kittens and special guest hedgehog cheerleaders in tutus! But there is terrible news as well and it is this: all these squee-dorable friends already have homes.

Mercedes' over-the-top cheesy Super Bowl commercial isn't just offensive to the senses. A predictably hair-trigger conservative parents' group is deeply upset that Kate Upton blowing soap bubbles in slow motion while she washes a luxury car is objectifying women. 

We've already broken down the power rankings for this year's Puppy Bowl line-up. While Lindsay is gunning for Butterscotch, I still think that Biscuit and Gunther have a shot at the MVP (Most Valuable Paws) title. But most importantly: the Puppy Bowl cam is now live, which means that there's no reason to sit at your desk and do work today. What's wrong with you?! It's Friday. There a puppies snoozin' RIGHT THIS SECOND. Take a look after the jump.

I don't really understand the economics of Super Bowl commercials. Ad slots sell for, like, millions of dollars, right? So why do companies spend millions of other dollars on making commercials. Someone at Mercedes had the right idea: just borrow your mom's camcorder, track down Kate Upton's management, and get some dudes from Craigslist to pretend to wash a car and stand agape at Upton and her breasts. Ding ding ding! You have a Super Bowl commercial. 

Destiny's Child's compilation album Love Songs is the first the group has done together since their 2006 breakup. So you'd think that the one new piece of material, a song called Nuclear, would be, well, nuclear. You would be a little wrong.