Good morning! Well, at least it is for you. If you're one Casey Anthony, dowdily dressed in something resembling a pajama top with just one button too many undone, you're sitting at the Orange County Courthouse having things like, "2008: You were AT YOUR BOYFRIEND'S WHILE YOUR BABY WAS DEAD," shouted at you by a blonde prosecutor. Ooooh, Zanny, Juliet and Annabelle? Who are they? Anyway, opening statements are happening right now. We're watching from the comfort of our office right here. We've heard from a certain tangential attorney that there are going to be bombshells today. BOMBSHELLS. Yawn. We'll be collecting the run-off artillery as we see fit. Maybe we should come up with a Casey drinking game? Too soon? Too early?
Drink now. Done.
Up to day 8 of Caylee's disappearance now. This is going to be way too long. Chime in in the comments if you hear anything awesome. We have a paper to put out.