Thursday, May 13, 2010

Five O'clock Somewhere

Cliches, all of us writers know, are evil, terrible constructions we'll go to hell for using. But I used one that gave me a chuckle. Ten-thirty in the morning, and I was thinking of that A&W rootbeer I saw in the fridge last night. The benefit of working from home, the clock is less your master. I rose to get me that cold can of refreshment. Oh, and how would it taste poured over a couple scoops a 'nilla ice cream. Hey. It's five o'clock somewhere in the world.

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