Woot Off today . . .
I had a very vague recollection of sending you an email early this morning about the Woot-Off … I must have been half-awake when I did, so I’m not sure about how coherent it was … I also recall clicking “reload” many, many times in the first 15 minutes as things were selling out rather quickly …
But Woot has been overdue for one and — true story — I told The Wife that I was going to stay up until midnight to see if it was going to happen because I just had the strangest feeling that it was …
(oh, dear God, I’ve developed “Woot-Sense”)
I’m so sorry to be the one to tell you this . . .
There’s no cure. There’s not even a treatment for Woot-Sense.