I haven't done much this morning other than talk to my friend Ernie. That's because I've been busy licking my "I didn't win the Google fridge" wounds.
Perhaps I should have told Dan that I was going to stock the Google fridge with beer instead of Enfamil? I probably would have won the contest had I told him that. However, beer makes me burp too much, so that reason was out of the question. Oh well, Ernie looks thirsty, so I'd better get him something to drink...
I hope he likes his beverages room temperature :)