In the beginning there were newspapers.  At some point there was a guy getting ready to start cranking on the printing press in his living room for the next day’s paper but for the fifth time in a row the ad from Ye Olde Quill Stoppe was late.  Having enough of these delays, “the next time that ink sniffer is late, he’s going to owe me a month’s worth of his best black stuff.�
 
And there you have it, the first ad material deadline – and a late penalty to go with it

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No, this is not about televised poker.  That'll be a WTF post some day because I don't get that either

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I must have missed the memo. I received my Feb 18^th copy of Time magazine this week and started my normal page flipping from the back of the book and couldn't get past the inside cover - there was a cigarette ad there

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All these brilliant posts on the world wide web and not a penny to show for them, so I’ve given in after almost a full year of striking. (Plus, my next post was supposed to be a response to Bev Oda which is tough since she never returned my calls)

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