Stop me before I goof off again!

I am late with a freelance writing assignment -- 50 cents a word! -- and this is the weekend I decide to get the stomach flu. Or food poisoning. Or liquid ... okay, I'll spare you the details.

So the wife goes to the city for a cousin's 50th birthday party and the babysitter watches the kids downstairs while I sleep and channel surf upstairs last night. Awful TV day, capped off by a lame Saturday Night Live. Peter Skaarsgaard? Great actor but he won't be reading too many comedy scripts after this hosting gig. The highlight was Drew Barrymore walking on during Weekend Update in her Golden Globes dress with huge fake breasts hanging down to her navel. Drew gets the joke. Nicely done.

Back to expensive media studios in a poor Poughkeepsie school district. This story won't be in the clip file, I assure you.