In the words of Brownstone I'm five miles till empty. Had a late one last-night following an ever so frantic day of editorial deadlines as well as that other minor event that received just a smidgen of media attention... what was it again? Oh yeah, the inauguration of President Obama. Wow, wasn't it something? Did you cry? I was personally taken aback by the sheer magnitude of the occasion, and had to swallow the lump at the back of my throat once or twice. Watched most of it at work, and after he was sworn in headed down to Broadway Theatre in Catford for a celebratory concert. Good times were had, the only sour note being me fluffing up my lines while introducing an act on stage - too shameful. But hey, it happened to Obama. Maybe I was subconsciously channelling him, minor flaws and all. Well that's my story and I'm sticking to it. Happy Obama Day/Week/Month or however long you plan to celebrate.
Off to bed now for those much needed zzzzz's
Ciao for now