I sat in my office at Pirates Prospects HQ tonight with my typical approach to the draft. Four screens in front of my face, showing rankings, the draft broadcast, Twitter, and the site. The TV above me had the Pirates game, and then the Penguins game. The next room had two large pizzas and a box of Lucky Charms, aka, my food for every meal the next few days, until Sunday afternoon when I next see the outside world. John Dreker was on an open chat on my laptop, ready to relay info about the picks, while texting back and forth with Wilbur Miller, who was getting the player pages up.