So it's early Friday morning, maybe 5 a.m. I'm drowsing in bed, comfortable, snuggled up to Don. Suddenly my eyes pop open. Crud! I have a WorldNetDaily column due by noon!
Don'cha hate those types of wake up calls?
We've had such a busy week with the snowstorm that I literally forgot about the column. I didn't even have a concrete idea to write about. I scrambled to get dressed, got a fire going in the woodstove, started my computer, made some tea, then sat down and tried to be brilliant. NOT.
By the time Don got up I had an idea sorta developing, but didn't know where to take it (a frequent lament). Don shook his head and said the idea wouldn't stand on its own, so I was back to square one and running out of time.
So, rather by default, I pulled together a modification from an old blog post and sent that in. It was pathetic beyond words but the best I could do. The reason I waited so long to post this is because frankly I was embarrassed.
But oh well, ya can't win 'em all. Here's the column, entitled Cassandra and the Sheeple.