So, I got up, had my coffee ready, and went out to get my daily fix of the National Post.
Crap. Not there.
At least it wasn’t the Toronto Sun…but I had nothing. I emailed the cirucluation desk to notify them that I didnt’ have a paper, so they took care of it. Stoopidly fast. I emailed like at 9:00, and by 10:00, I had a paper in my mailbox, along with a call.
Sweet!
Will I be a National Post Convert? Who knows? I’m kinda diggin’ it now…

Vive, Conrad Black!