Poets Day US

I am not sure how y’all dealing with this but I am in denial big time, my longest ever bed time partner is leaving me and I am not sure how to handle it. I am in major denial at the moment, trying to pretend it isn’t really happening but tonight is the last night I go to bed with Dave and I am scared of what the future holds. Dave is the King of Late Night, I was too young for Carson and I am not a big chin fan. Dave is a huge part of our culture whether we know it or not. I have a hugely talented and successful comedian friend, who wanted to get on the show for 30 years, almost did recently but it never happened and now it never will. Another great friend did the show recently and my incredibly talented brother even had a ‘Letterman’ story in case he ever got the chance to be on the show. He had a ‘Letterman’ story, not a ‘Late night chat show story’ but a Letterman story, that is how amazing Dave is, and I will call him Dave as even though he has no idea who I am, I feel like I

I have far more important things to do on a Friday morning than write a blog. I work in Sales damn it, I need to look at the weather, check the rugby scores from the games played back in NZ on Friday (timezones = awesomeness), work out my plans for the weekend and pretend to respond to emails from customers. I definitely don't have time to write a silly Poets Day blog. Can you imagine what would happen if the people working in the NOC (somewhere in India I guess, hell I don't know, I work in Sales) found out I was sitting here pounding out some drivel when they are actively working trouble tickets and supporting my customers (at least that is what I presume they do, I have no idea, I work in sales). And the developers (not sure why we need developers as I don't have a film camera any more and don't know anyone who does)...oh, someone just told me they were software developers, I have no idea what that means. What if these "software developers" found out I