I woke up with one of those sinus headaches slightly reminiscent of a hangover without the fun memories. Another crappy Friday to muddle through. I'm scrolling through the online edition of the Post-Gazette and I stumble into the return of my all-time favorite columnist – Mr. Tony Norman. PLUS, he even makes a gay joke about himself.
“But here we are again, dear readers, stumbling into each other's arms for yet another awkward dance of indeterminate years. Oh, how I've missed your early morning coffee breath, your sighs of agreement and your belligerent howls of skepticism.”