Two things I absolutely had to do today: go to the gym and write.
Going dark was not easy but not difficult either.
I gave myself permission to Tweet a few times. Oh come on, Darryl Sutter stepped down as general manager of the Calgary Flames.
You know I had to say something.
Then there was the guy next to our table on New Year's Day, talking about Viagra being a damn ripoff at 95 bucks a month.
"Just get two tongue depressors and a roll of duct tape," he said.
That's gold, Jerry. GOLD.
So, no. I couldn't completely remove myself from the internet for a week, but I gave it the old college try.
That's gotta be worth something, right?