Gaze into the sky, ye mortals, and tremble! Behold my power as I stretch forth my hand! Especially between now and 10:01 p.m. Eastern time!
You must do my bidding; you have no choice — defy me, and lose the night’s most blessed illumination!
Hear me — you must henceforth vote for either Barack Obama or John McCain in all primaries yet to come!
Oh, and McCain — you must not ask Sanford to be your veep, or future generations will curse you as they stumble in the darkness!!!!
(Hey, I thought it was worth a try. It worked for Hank Morgan. Columbus, too.)
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Brad … This would be a lot funnier if we could believe you were joking 😉
Tempt not my wrath with your disbelief, oh ye coast-dweller!
Kudos to The State for its coverage of the eclipse. I read the item in today’s (Wednesday’s) edition, then drove north for 506 miles (averaging 69.65 mph and getting 29.75 mpg – don’t tell Sam about the former number), arriving at the Ashburn, VA home of one of my sisters at 3:30 this afternoon.
Later during supper I mentioned tonight’s eclipse; my sister and my mom had heard something about it on the radio, but hadn’t noticed anything in today’s edition of the Washington Post. I grabbed the paper to search through the A and metro sections, only to find this:
The Post’s online edition did have the following posted at 7:20 PM:
How many folks are going to check the Post at 7:20 PM?The State wins!
BTW, the skies were clear, we saw the durn thing, and it was neat. Please convey my family’s appreciation to the newsroom – they done good!
Uno wins Best in Show,and gets no mention on your blog.
If I read another word about these senators who’ve called in sick for a couple of years,I think I’m gonna scream.
Give Sanford a rest, Brad. Railing at him really doesn’t become an individucal of your stature.
Make than an “individual” of your stature.
You know, I read weldon’s comment and thought “Huh? This was about the MOON.”
Then I looked back and saw that the Sanford thing was one of the things I stuck in there when I thought, “What are some recent things that my readers might think I would want to demand if I had such supernatural power.” I thought it was funny. I thought I was making fun of myself. I thought y’all would dig that.
Blotting out the moon is easy. Comedy’s hard.
I even invoked Mark Twain, hoping some humor would rub off.
Tough crowd.