I know what you’re thinking. But we can’t talk about that without changing the rating on this blog. So instead, we’ll talk about what I’m thinking, which is how I failed you this morning. For those loyal readers who checked for this week’s edition of Ned’s Nickel’s Worth on Writing, I’d like to apologize to the both of you. The good news, however, is that you won’t have to cough up a nickel this week; the bad news is that I will not be dispensing any sagely advice, although I did use a pinch of sage while spending the day in the firehouse kitchen making gumbo, dirty rice and chocolate lava cake for the annual firehouse cook-off tomorrow.
The other bad news is that if you literally have been coughing up a nickel each week, stop immediately and go see your physician.
In order to take today day off from the newspaper, I had to work approximately 42 hours, seven minutes and 13 seconds yesterday to finish what I would normally achieve in eight hours. Stephen Hawking, if you’re out there, please explain the science behind this phenomenon. Especially when you consider that seven of those hours are spent getting/drinking coffee, using the restroom and getting/drinking more coffee. As a result, I didn’t have time to write this week’s NWOW.
Yes, I am a slacker. So I ask for your forgiveness, as well as your good thoughts as we prepare for tomorrow’s cook-off in Newport, Oregon. For any of you who happen to be in the area, feel free to stop in! Just look for the Siuslaw Valley Fire & Rescue booth. For Those who do, I can at least deliver on a nickel’s worth of gumbo. When you get to the table, just ask for Ned’s NWOG…