But I finally came to my senses and remembered that History was being made on Commie Talk 1350--they had promised to preempt all other programming to air Tiger's Address to the Nation in its entirety no matter what. I found it a little hard to drive with my head bowed in reverence to the historical significance and sheer gravitas oozing from my car radio speakers. I should have pulled over, I guess. Everybody should have.
What I got the biggest kick out of was watching ESPN in the lunchroom at work. Of course, they had gone over to All-Tiger-All-the-Time-Emergency-Broadca
I was a little surprised that ol' Henry Rollins didn't have anything to say last night about Tiger's Address to the Nation. Maybe he doesn't get ESPN in the Bon-Jovi-Mobile. Hmm . . . He (Henry Rollins) was good, though. He's always worth a few bucks to go hear. He just talks about the shit he's done since he was here last. For two hours and fifty-nine minutes. And people sit there rapt.
Makes you almost feel like getting up and doing something. Almost.