For many readers of Welcome to Blog, this face should be familiar.

So here he is, enjoying the spoils of his party's victory/victories (!@!&%^!) while in the middle of an unprecedented 27-hour workday.

Sometime around 3 AM this morning, I spotted him wandering around in the background during a live C-SPAN interview with his employer. What was this professional, DC journalist doing? Throwing soda at the wall and dancing with a trash can. I spoke with him this afternoon as he was approaching his 36th straight hour of consciousness. He was drunk, claimed he couldn't sleep but was somehow still remarkably coherent.

Dan Rather, eat your heart out.

Gracias, Eric.