Oh I am so doomed.
Fortunately I'm taking next week off, so there is some hope I can get some writing done on Monday and Tuesday.
Or I could panic and write a continuation of last night's thing. I've panicked like that before.
Or one of you could smack me upside the head with a baseball bat. I think that would be a blessed relief for us all.
Grats to Al Gore. I wish you'd been our 43rd President instead, though, dude.