Friday Night Video Blogging

     This one goes out to my stalker buddy with no job, no career, no wife, no girlfriend, no kids, no life whatsoever outside of yours truly as he keeps the faith at the Old Post Office Building on the corner of 24th Street and Grant Avenue in Ogden, Utah. Or from where ever he's leeching free wifi. Indeed, it seems this 1983 standard by The Police (with whose real analogs I've a feeling Sugar Ray will be speaking real soon) was written just for him.
     This is kind of like walking out into the cold night with a steaming mug of cocoa to give to some lonely caroler then forgetting about as one climbs into a warm bed with their woman while the other poor bastard remains standing outside shivering with nothing but that rapidly-cooling mug of cocoa shaking in his hands.
     But, hey, it's Christmas. 'T is the season, right?