My only real flameful is that last night, after I'd already eaten dinner and right before bed, I chowed down nearly a half box of Cheerios. I'm attempting to lose weight. That's not going to help. I guess better Cheerios than ice cream?
I was vindicated in a meeting today (one I tried to have postponed until we spoke internally on the issue). Mass confusion, and at the end, one of the participants wondered aloud why we didn't have our ducks in a row before calling them in. That kind of shit looks so, so bad.