I'm working on a post that details my meeting with Ultra Toast Mosha God, but it is taking me a while to get done. I volunteered at my son's preschool this morning, which is my normal time for wasting company money.
More later. I'll be dropping by and saying hi.
And by the way, after my son's second grade concert last night we took him out for ice cream and ran smack into Coachzilla. I acted like nada mucho and was as pleasant as a sunny day. It's better that way.
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Way to high-road it, Scott! I'd expect nothing less from you, my friend...
That's the sweetest revenge--living your life, happy :)
Well, I stopped by to see if you had committed the perfect murder yet. LOL!!
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