5:15 p.m. E.S.T. Nothing doing. Excited. Looking to generate some web traffic.
6:20 p.m. E.S.T. Nothing yet. Screen still refreshing constantly. Waiting for the word.
7:02 p.m. E.S.T. Any minute now. Getting revved for the news.
7:03 p.m. E.S.T. I got a feeling. Tick, tick, tick.
7:67 p.m.: E.S.T. Gotta happen soon. In meantime, will write something witty.
8:04 p.m.: E.S.T. Screen still refreshing. Just realized typo above. Ha!
8:08 p.m. E.S.T. Screen wouldn't load. Almost thought I had something.
9:02 p.m.: E.S.T. Still nothing. I gotta go to the bathroom. Do you blog about that?
9:10 p.m. E.S.T. Wow. A Barry Manilow concert on PBS!
9: 34 p.m. E.S.T. Barry just sang, "He Aint Heavy, He's My Brother." Man, the world could use that kind of sentiment. It's a long long roa-ad. From which there is nooo return. While we're on the way to there. Whyyyyyyy not share? And the load... DUH ZIN TWAY ME DAWWWW NI TALLLL... haintevy, he my bruther... Amen.
Monday, December 3, 2007
Live-blogging Stubby's deadline watch
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OK.
The deadline has come and gone.
Do we have any real men here? Men of their word?
Can we breathe easy, or does the passed deadline simply mean the bombing is about to begin?
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