Monday, February 13, 2006
Last Day of Full Moon
Sunny and snowy
26.9 inches of snow yesterday! It broke all records for this area! Woo-hoo!
And the thunder and lightening during the storm was amazing! Wow!
And boy, was I glad I wasn’t called in to the show (I would have said no – my days of stomping through blizzards because the producers want the show to go on are OVER). Of course, Metro North started the day with diesel trains (the good ones) on a one-train-every-two-hour schedule and then decided to simply stop. Still better than the LIRR, who left passengers stranded on trains for eight hours or more.
Hear about Dick Cheney? He went quail hunting and shot another man with the pellets. Now, I have several questions here. First of all, does the gun spray pellets? That means he’s not hunting because he’s going to eat what he shoots – it would be impossible to dig all the shot out of a little quail. So he’s hunting for the sheer enjoyment of killing a living creature. Second, if he’s such an avid hunter, one would think he’s a good shot simply due to practice – so he ought to be able to make a kill with a single shot, not spraying a bunch of pellets. It’s also far more humane – ever see a small animal shot with pellets or even a BB? I have and it’s horrifying. I wouldn’t want my worst enemy to suffer that sort of death. It’s not a clean kill; it’s a way to elongate the pain and suffering of the dying creature. Third, this guy can’t tell the difference between a man and a quail? There’s quite a size and shape differential, I can assure you. This is the man second-in-charge of the Little Red Button? And how come he gets to go back to work in DC without even being questioned by the police? Any other citizen would have had to face far more serious consequences. The man he shot is in the hospital in stable condition, as of last report, with shrapnel along the side of his head and chest. This is not some cute little mishap. Even though it was allegedly an accident, it’s still serious.
Meeting yesterday regarding the Situation. It’s sucking the life blood out of me.
Have to send a draft of the bachelor party monologue to my client today. The party is in a few days, and I want us to get the chance to tweak it. I admit, I’m nervous. It makes me realize how much I rely on the rehearsal process to hone this sort of work.
Lots to do and not much time. Yet another meeting tonight. And I have to write a couple of speeches for later in the week.
At least it’s sunny.