My apologies, dear reader, I don’t have much to say this evening. I just got home from work and my brain feels like mac ‘n cheese. I feel like a wizard who’s out of magic. I’m digging real deep right now, but there’s just no energy left in me. My powers of analogy are failing me. Say it ain’t so.
If I count the hours right, 9AM to 1AM is a 16-hour day. Holy shiz, batman. All my good words and turns of phrase went into emails today. I pulled off some really good ones – that whole “pen is mightier than the sword” thing isn’t wholly applicable, but people who have no reason to do what I ask them to do did what I asked them to do today. Pretty cool. I got an email today from the HNIC of corporate governance for a pretty effin large firm that said “…but what about what that major firm’s analysis?” I replied – in a much more complex fashion than this: – “their analysis is wrong”. And he was like “ok, Ted, I’ll take your word for it”. Pretty cool.
Anyway, I’m exhausted. Feel free to blog in the comments section. Maybe DarthTraya will get back to War & Peace-ing it instead of being snarky today. ;-) Brian, feel free to dump in a few words about how you’ve been feeling lately – I haven’t heard from you in a while. Scott, good suggestions last week in the readers-blog-in-the-comments vis-á-vis (which means face-to-face, for those of you who aren’t privy to those fancy french phrases) the whole who-are-you-and-what-are-you-about doo-dad. Maybe we’ll even hear from Didi today. And all you randoms from Twitter, now’s your chance to grab those fifteen minutes of fame.
So yeah, if you’re reading this, it’s the end of my words – click on the comments link above and see what the other readers have to say. If there’s nothing there, congrats, you get to be the first and everybody after you will read your comment and probably use it as a jump-off for their comments. So please, try to say something fun.
Peace out, nuckas. I’m for bed.