Last night, my phone took a bath in Diet Dr. Pepper and died. Following that up, at a red light in downtown Atlanta I couldn't manage to slow down my car fast enough, and I tapped a very nice woman's bumper hard enough to leave a scratch. Motherfucker. What I really wanted for Christmas was an insurance claim.

Anyway, if you need to call me during the day, try me at work. My number is 404 727 2240.

I'm stressing the word "need" here. You can always email me, and I'll respond promptly.

That's it. I can't wait to stick a fork in this year.