Well, it was bound to happen eventually. All good things must come to an end, thus, my cone experiment has officially concluded. I scientificially postulated it might be over yesterday as I watched someone from the building observe the cone, then lift it up. He tested the light spot underneath to see if it was wet, pondered it’s true meaning a while longer, then he put the cone right back where it was. The experiment continued!

This morning when I came in for the last day of basketball broadcasting this week, the cone had finally been moved. I suppose someone from -Mgmt. noticed it last night and said, “What da hell is this fuckin’ cone doin’ heah anyway?” Then the knuckle-dragging science-hater probably kicked my little experiment into the corner.

I could put it back, but I feel that after three days, the cone has lost the majority of it’s scientific (and entertainment) value. Now if I can only find a Groundhog or two to blow up, I think I’ll make it through the day.

Author: frenchy