I think I'll have a beer tomorrow in honor of "Fitzo de Mayo." I suggest all fellow members here do the same. Maybe we could designate a time, applicable across the various time zones, to do this? Coach, what do you think, sir?
You know, I remember that Friday all too well.
About three days before May 12, 2006, the Bostonian Drunkard announced Karl Rove was to be indicted on May 12.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, the Bostonian Drunkard's prematured the ejac--er, jumped the gun, many times before, but I recalled the comment about how even a broken clock is right two times a day.
And so, admittedly, I was concerned.
At 6:00 a.m. (central time; 5:00 a.m. mountain time), I arose and set up the computer, stacked a pile of packages of cigarettes within arm's-reach, brewed gallons of coffee, and started watching.
I was "refreshing" six major news sites (Drudge, &c.) every thirty seconds all day long.
If I recall correctly, the computer mouse had to be replaced (I always have spares) two times that day, from the depreciation, the wear-and-tear, of my constant "clicking" to "refresh."
I jumped up only to go use the Nance Greggs room occasionally for the standing-up business, and just as quickly dashed back in fear I might have missed something; I was glued to the computer.
Finally, about 6:00 p.m. (central time; 5:00 p.m. mountain time), I gave up.
The Bostonian Drunkard owes me a day of life I wasted because of him, but probably just as with books the Bostonian Drunkard borrows, I'll never get it back.
Damn.
