Non Confidential to Ian J.: I left your apartment earlier today and on my windshield was an invite to a kegger. Aparently I get all the good invites.

Non Confidential to Megs: I was walking downtown getting the ever elusive Jamba and overheard this conversation:

Woman: (to a three year old)Who's my baby?
Little Girl: I don't know. Kelly?
Woman: Who's Kelly? You're my baby, ELLA.

It's an epidemic!