He said: November: A time for reflection…and drunken stupors
It's dark, it's cold, and there's still no sign of snow. November is perhaps the most pointless month of the entire year in the New England region, and everybody knows it. Besides daylight savings letting us fall back on an extra hour of sleep after Halloween weekend, the only thing of real excitement this month was the Election. Oh, and by the way, if Palin is going to be sitting anywhere close to the White House, I'll be halfway to Canada or deep in an alcohol induced coma. If not, well, that would be the most exciting thing November has had to offer in my recent memory. But, I'm no mind reader; I'm writing two days prior to the election.