As it turns out, I did not have to go in on Sunday. Others did, though. I just ended up doing 6AM to 7:45PM Saturday.
You know, it tastes like refried death, but Red Bull is (for me) terrifically effective.
Saturday marks 10 years since my last drink. How, if at all, does one celebrate such an occassion?
It's alive! IT'S ALIVE!! http://www.harveyandbobshow.com!!!!!!
Three years on, and you're still in my dreams every night. Miss you, Pop.