New discovery: An exquisite little artisanal beverage you probably haven't heard of -- Coca-Cola.

Y'all, sorry for the radio silence, but I been in tha ATL (I'm powerless to stop myself from calling it that -- utterly powerless) on a work conference that was srsly the tits (one where you actually learn a lot of relevant stuff -- who knew they had those?). It was held at the Coca-Cola world HQ, and I'm telling you, if I weren't already a lifelong loyalist/fanatic of the brand already, by now I'd be either hating its sugary carbonated GUTS or brainwashed into drinking nothing else for the rest of my life -- talk about saturation, hoooo boy.

I wish I could've stayed longer, made a little vacay out of it with Mr. & Kid Gleemonex, but the timing & logistics just were not to be this time around. Just know that Atlantans are cool and I would like to see y'all again some time. Plus also, if you ever get the chance to stay at the dubby (a W hotel), you should. They're the tits!

Finally, one thing I would've told y'all earlier if I'd had the time: Chris Murphy totally got my Stu Sutcliffe joke! Me and him and Mr. Gleemonex were talking after Sloan's show Friday night at Slim's after he signed the setlist I bruised the SHIT out of my knee trying to climb up onstage to get (I failed, but Mr. Gleemonex has long arms like a Gumby octopus and just reached over and casually took it for me, so, win!). I told Chris Murphy he was my hero ("Chris Murphy you're my hero!"), and we talked bass, and he showed us the terrible scar from a hit-and-run accident he was in a few months ago, and it was kewl. Goddamn I love that band.