- A bit late. “ug”

-Friday was a 21 hour work day. All for a failed experiment in editing golf to look hip, quick and cool.

-Saturday started at 10pm (back to Pacific Time). Lasted 10 hours.

-Sunday started at 11am (goodbye to Pacific Time). 3 hours of sleep can feel like a hangover without the fun of drinking beforehand. Sunday’s work ended with me finishing the last piece of televised video for the Open (or what’s known as the rollout) less than a minute before it aired on ABC. There is a certain amount of critical timing with creative works that can only come from television; regardless of what you think of TV, when you are editing video that is set to air live for an audience of over a million people, the surreal suppression of stress around the 2 minute mark is a huge high if you end up making air within the window. There is no undo and once “published” there is no “editing” if you notice a mistake. I only write this to help explain the adrenalin rush I live with when I work on a live television remote. I don’t do them often enough to be jaded by the experience… just enough to feel the rush every time I’m amount to anonymously embarrass myself to the viewers of sports television.

-Flight @ 7am. Airport over an hour and a half away. Cab picking me up at 3:30am. What to do..? Sleep? No, but instead I will stay up, drink, blog, and watch UK telly till the cab arrives.

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