It’s going to be one of those days that reduce stronger men to tears.
Today I’ll debut at Instapundit, host & record five or six Trifecta segments, and drunkblog Barack Obama’s worthless useless lame duck State of the Union Address.
Actually, that’s not enough to make me cry — not quite. But the thought that I’ll be back here Thursday night to drunkblog the next GOP debate is.
Can my liver handle the loss of David Bowie, a SOTU, and a debate all in the space of four days?