I've said it before and I'll say it again. I should not be allowed to drink iced tea, except in the shower or tub under adult supervision. Possibly out of a Tommy Tippy cup. The sure-fire way to end up with an iced tea stain on my white carpet is to rush about the house carrying a pint glass of tea to my office or upstairs at warp speed. Luckily today's spill was near the portion of carpet where we suspect the former owner of the house did transaxle replacement work on a 1947 Willys jeep and therefore have already resolved that there will be new carpet in the coming years.
In other news, my arch nemesis, Biz Stone, mentioned Ev and I in 'Self-Serve Ads: Small Is the New Big' his article about text ads for WebReview. I'm on to you Stone... if this level of sucking up continues, I may be forced to look elsewhere for my arch-nemesis needs.
Also, a big Happy Birthday to Mike, who knows that we are going to give him a melvin the next time we see him if he doesn't update that site of his. [Or not depending on the amount of times he has been hitting the gym in recent months, in that case j/k about the melvin.]
If I haven't mentioned before, Go Pro!
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