Good morning and welcome to Summit Up, the world's only daily column that is H8'ng on itself right now, thinking it is its own biggest PITA (pain in the a**) to write on the one day we think is our day off. Whatever happened to TGIF (Thank God It's Friday)? Nobody loves us. TISNF (this is so not fair).
OTOH (on the other hand), we recognize - nay revere - the tradition of writing Summit Up, which dates to the very beginning of this here Summit Daily News paper UR holding in UR hands, staring at these words, thinking ZZZ or WTF is this column about anyway?
We like to imagine our Summit Up progenitor M. John Fayhee (happy belated birthday, BTW), sitting in the newsroom, perhaps perched upon a stool, FUBAR, dictating Summit Ups.
Maybe a little 420 inspiration is what we need to squeeze out this last bit of writing and be done with our week once and for all. But no, CD9 (code 9), there's a MOS (mom over shoulder); there's a PIR (parent in room), we mean EIR (editor in room: we made that up).
But seriously - the Summit Up - does it not get you FOFL (falling on the floor laughing), or ROFL (rolling on the flooring laughing) or at least LOL (laughing out loud) sometimes?
BTW (by the way), did you know that the Oxford English Dictionary added LOL and BFF (best friends forever) to its lexicon last year? The OED! Witness the evolution of language, linguists!
Speaking of language and linguists, we've had some lyricists in town the last couple of weekends - wordsmiths from another mother, but brothers nonetheless. Welcome!
We really like what Macklemore has to say: "Hold your head up, there's a light in the sky; I know you're fed up, but you must try to survive; Each moment's precious, don't let life pass you by - Keep focused, keep your eyes on the prize."
On that note, we out. MTFBWU.