September 10, 2002

See You on September 12:

See You on September 12:

Posted by at September 10, 2002 03:39 PM

While you're at the beach working on your tan and your buzz in anticipation of another loss at the hands of the A's, I'll be sitting here in my concrete habitrail at the base of a triangle formed by the WTC, the Federal Reserve and the NYSE.

I will be slowly driven mad by the sound of the roll of those lost on a distant radio. I will sit here cringing, as I await the first, "Where's your flag?" A question that would be easier to deflect if not for the boss's boss's boss's boss at the front door handing out flag pins this morning. I will try to figure out if the bagels and fruit they have providied for us will help or worsen my nausea.

Have a nice day. Jerk.

Posted by: Scott Ross at September 11, 2002 06:31 AM

Not at the beach, young Ross, nor will I even be going to the game tonight, as previously advertised. I'm on vacation from my own mouth, since when I even contemplate opening it right now nothing but nausea and gas rises through the neck-pipe.

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Posted by: Matt Welch at September 11, 2002 10:31 AM

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Posted by: Matt Welch at September 11, 2002 10:38 AM
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