I kind of enjoy the peacefulness of being the only person in the newsroom for a stretch. I just wish I didn't have to be here at 7 a.m. to experience it. (Or, alternatively, 1 a.m.)
If I'm going to be here at this unholy hour on a weekend, I'm going to be comfortable. Go go Gadget t-shirt.
I need new shoes. I don't think I have a particularly distinctive gait, but when there's a clicking pattern coming from my left foot when I walk on the tile, it's time to replace the kicks.
They should make two additions to the area surrounding the Message Center - 1. Give us a DVD player. 2. Add one of those Red Box machines with the DVD rentals. There's money to be made.
Speaking of money - sandwiches and meals here are expensive, except at breakfast. Fair portion of scrambled eggs, home fries, and a small coffee - $3.24. I could do worse.
Apropos of the Gates story, as soon as someone drops the words "you people" with me, I immediately assign them to telephone hell.
I don't know what percentage of our readers is over 70, but 80% of our callers are.
Wikipedia: the bored but curious man's best friend. Also good for trivia buffs.