As a human being who cares deeply about the human condition, I know I have a lot to say. I just can't think of anything I haven't said already.
The blog-a-thon is staring to feel like a telethon. I need a Jerry Lewis. I wonder if Stan Olson is still awake?
Years ago, I would go to Picasso's sports bar and during halftime on Monday night answer questions from the crowd. The questions tended to revolve around a central theme, the premise of which was, "Why don't you shut up so we can hear the TV?"
I'm not terribly outgoing. But I was terrible. So I found a sidekick -- Stan, a good friend who covers the Panthers for the Observer.
Man, Stan walked in the first night and took the microphone and started singing the theme from the Tonight Show and customers stopped complaining and started listening. Not only did he have them listening, he had them laughing.
Everybody had a great time. And then he handed the microphone to me.
I'm not the master of ceremonies type. When I speak to service clubs, even the members that don't wear watches look at their wrists.
So the next time I do this -- 48 blogs in 24 hours! -- I'll try to coax Stan into being the MC.