Late-night TV leads to list of goals (Honolulu Advertiser)
I don't know if it was the spaghetti and meat sauce or the jet-black Guinness, but I had a wicked case of indigestion. It was 2 a.m. and I was miserab...
I don't know if it was the spaghetti and meat sauce or the jet-black Guinness, but I had a wicked case of indigestion. It was 2 a.m. and I was miserable; too tired to do something productive and too uncomfortable to sleep. Rather than wake my wife, I migrated to the sofa, grabbed the remote and flipped through early-morning television. It was slim pickings, mostly infomercials.