Business. Usual.

I’m sorry, I wanna believe (really), but the more I hear about the damn hundred hours, the more it’s starting to remind me of the Bud Bowl. You know, months of hype and then a couple thirty second flashes of meh and it’s over.

I’m thinking of a four-letter word that ends with “k”

Yes, you, by the minibar? Get your mind out of the gutter. The word is, of course, “lurk,” which we have all done at one time or another. Except maybe Richard Simmons, I can’t imagine him lurking very well. Anyway, Sheryl, who ironically is away from the keyboard having some mental time, created “Lurker Amnesty […]