1. After eating a grip of sweet potato fries (Friday Night Secrets, next on Showtime), I checked the e-mail address I use for this site and realized that I needed to ask the following question, right now, and I will explain further (if anyone cares? Probably not, but I also just wrote an entry guest starring Kathy Lee Gifford about how sad I am that my sisters and I are no longer up in each others' faces 46 hours a day and how my bank account can finally sleep the sound sleep, now that the muggings are over. So you know I have no idea what is and isn't appropriate) later, like tomorrow.
2. If you happen to read this blog, and you have a blog of your own that has recieved ad/marketing/commission offers (I'm looking for both opinions, why or why not you've accepted them, how they've impacted your site, writing, readers, design, both good and bad), would you mind shooting me an e-mail? I have some questions and want to check some things out, have a little confab. I've got the mini croissants. You bring a box of coffee. Don't tell Phil. Thank you!