What’s funny is that I got a telegram from JD congratulating me on my success this year. He tried to text me, but I only have a land line. I did have a nice breakfast with the leadership team at the NSM though. I had to gut out the slop they served even though my mornings consist of Metamucil. I’m just glad they offered plenty of breaks in between so I could change my depends undergarments so not to be embarrassed with the smell of urine and feces dropping down my legs. I’ll be bringing a tray of shrimp and grits to my first office at 6am Monday to start the week off right. I’m rooting for the Seattle SuperSonics to win the Super Bowl this year.