It appears our clients will be coming down for a little post-live celebration next weekend. I’m not a big fan of them for not meeting deadlines and such but they amuse me as people. It’s going to be amazingly fun. Andy, Johnny, and Evan will be an unstoppable trio. I fear it may reach dangerous levels of sarcasm. I’m guessing we’ll have backpack boy dancing on the tables by the end of the night, assuming Net and I haven’t had to kick his ass by then. I have this feeling he turns into a miniature womanizer when he drinks. haha my bass just popped out one of my filing cabinet drawers. Aww, the joys of living alone.

I just got this in an email from one of my “superiors”, and it disturbs me. I hope I don’t try that hard to sound cool. If I do, next time you see me, permission granted to punch me in the face.

...I’m out for the evening. I have my cell phone. I’ll likely be back on late tonight when I have my beer goggles in place….

hehe funny email from the client, though.

Andy does take a good portion of my schedule when I wear my “president/CEO of other duties as delegated” hat and he’s wearing his “Mr. Web Dictator - Southwest Indiana” crown and sash. That’s only 90 percent of my calendar though.