as i write , it is six : forty one a.m. and i am at work on a national holday .
i am normally up ( and at work ) at this hour anyway .
just the way it must have been for our founding fathers . tired , battle weary as though they may have been , they marched on .
in just the same manner i have trudged past miles of these city streets . navigated past the seas of scientologists and the other
trappings of hollywood , just as our ancestors may have slipped past the british in those fateful early morning hours of the infant revolt .
so that i may be at work at six a.m. , in order to fix things when they crash .
whether it be pop3 , smtp , dns , or dark of night , mishaco will be there for you .
even though you may not need him . and even though he'd rather be asleep , getting paid holiday
time . mishaco is there fer you .
ok , now , everyone owes a dollar , send it here .
