The New Deal, cont.

I've been thinking all afternoon about my last post. It reads that I wouldn't want to go to Ken's game unless bribed. If I were Ken, I'd be irritated and say something to the effect of 'don't do me any favors.' But, that's not the case at all. I posted it because I found it humorous that I was getting a reward for doing something I would have done anyway (although I think it's safe to say that the 8:30 AM part isn't my favorite). Alas, the importance of coffee. That post has just been bothering me all afternoon and I needed to clear the air (read: my conscience) before I got home or talked to Ken.