16 January 2005
Barcading
8 hours? That is
NOT a small number!
(beware: Strongbad link!) Not when it is the number of hours spent in this bar in one night,
at least.
However, it is worth noting that the 4 or 5 beers that would normally leave me uncomfortably
drunk are quite manageable when spread over a period of time nearly as long as my average
workday. Now, you do the math. Beer? Workday? The correct answer is: six-pack under my
desk
from now on, folks. Weekend, schmeekend! O brave new world!
Confidential to C., who does not read this* : sorry I ditched you on the train back to
Manhattan, but when it is 5 in the morning and I have been arcade-gaming and beer-ing since
before 9 p.m., the only partying I am ready for is a prolonged party in my bed. No, not
that
kind, the other kind, with the nice glass of water and double-digit hours of sleep.
Although I woke up at 10 this morning anyway. Fucking morning-person brain. But now I am
medicating with the Sunday NY Times and coffee and lounging with the sleepful cats. I did
most of the regular crossword, and tried to start the diagramless, but on the page where it
usually has the clue for the starting square it just said "1-Across in this week's
diagramless puzzle begins in square xxxx of the top row." What? "xxxx"??? Oh, shut it.
* Which, on further consideration, means that in addition to not being confidential, this is
also not really to C. 0 for 2!