Somebody call The Times!

I am weaning myself off caffeine.
I apologize in advance.
My employees no longer consider this a threat, merely a lofty declaration quickly forgotten in the neon glow of the soda fountain. Which, btw, is the only time you will hear me say soda. I'm from the South. 'Soda' and 'Pop' are just wrong. Thank you to dooce for unknowingly backing me up on this issue.

Have you read dooce? Of course you have. Not since the discovery of white chocolate covered gummi bears have I been in such awe. Have you had white chocolate covered gummi bears? No? Please, run to Sweet Factory, get yourself an outrageously priced bag of melty yet chewy goodness and read dooce. If it weren't midnight, that's what I'd be doing.

Night-night Everyone.
Aren't you proud - this is obviously a blogging record for me, two days in a row!