Good morning, Netizens...
I rise from the depths of sleep, pour myself a cup of something meaner than my latest Avista bill and immediately peruse the news that's fit to print on the Spokesman web site at 3:00 AM. What? Another blast in Bozeman, Montana? They are still removing the bricks from the blast according to the latest Bozeman Daily Chronicle here: http://bozemandailychronicle.com/ And Shelly Stark is back in court testifying last Thursday? What part of dysfunctional is this? The jury found her guilty, and she's going away to that big house already.
Thinking I must have read it wrong, my medications haven't kicked in yet or perhaps there is a computer error somewhere, I re-read both pieces before I believe I finally found the source of the aggravation. Somehow a computer glitch occurred and they printed last weeks news mixed in with a few more-recent stories. I imagine that immediately the cry goes out from the depths of empty desks in the news room, “Where is our copy editor?”
Back in the old days there were one or more individuals whose job it was to read the morning paper as it came off the tail-end of the printing presses, making certain that the news, as printed, was as accurate and fit to read as it could be. There were also copy editors running around the news room gathering the news stories that would be published later on that day. I ought to know because various pieces I've written over the years were unceremoniously tossed on the news room floor upon multiple occasions.
This must be April Fools, right?