No, it makes everything better. I have called a couple of guys early in the morning and asked them: have you read my email yet. —uh, no man, its six thirty. —Well just trash it. Don't read it, it's got a virus or something. —Sure, I'll trash it. Good night.

Now I'm learning to slow down. Remember, nothing you guys say will get me upset, probably. I've done my share of surfing under the influence. There is no fine, but your email box gets empty pretty fast.