For some odd reason that we won't contemplate too deeply here, I feel compelled to let you know that even though it is almost three o'clock in the afternoon (that's 1500 hours for you, Phil), I am still attired in my pajamas (and slippers!). This is what happens to you when you abandon corporate America. You lose all incentive to do anything. (Which makes me think of the worst word EVER: "incentivize." I take it back, it is not even a word; it doesn't deserve that moniker. It is a horrible horrible business-speaky sort of thing and I hate it and what was I taking about?) Ah yes, life in your pajamas, the way it was meant to be lived.
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