I think that today, I had one of those life-impacting moments, one of those “Where were you when….” moments that everyone seems to love to share.
Where were you when Elvis died? Not born yet.
Where were you when Princess Dianna died? At an amateur stock-car race in Victoria.
Where were you when they caught Saddam Hussein? Sleeping peacefully, except I forgot to set the sleep timer on my TV, so I was rudely awoken at 4:00 AM to the sound of anyone who was at the press-conference this morning cheering uncontrolably. Great.