…because then my head would stop hurting. So much for my promise of limiting my alcohol intake during the week. Got home at 2 and had to get up at 5 for an early meeting. Needless to say, I don’t remember much about that conference call. Thank god for the mute button or they would have heard me sucking on the last vestiges of my iced coffee and shaking multiple Excedrin out of the bottle.
Adrants posted this print ad for a funeral home that I think is pretty clever – copy says, “The truth is, at some point it becomes too late to pre-plan. Why? Because you’re dead.”