No sweat, Steve. Can’t get them all right. We all have bad days. Days where we read and write that a 5-year old brought weed to school, when in actuality it was a 5th grader. Then your boy hits you up and is like, ‘uh, dude, I think you messed something up. Your title says 5-year old, but the story says 5th grader.’ Yeah, see what had happened was, my reading comprehension skills are a little rusty. Guess I should really buckle down or just keep blogging videos. Or, you have the days where you’re commentating a basketball game, and you mistake an air ball for a walk-off 3-pointer. Shit happens. Can’t dwell on it, just have to move on. Its not the mistake you make that validates you as an individual, its how you respond to such a mistake. Right now I’m validated as a loser because I still haven’t recovered. Its running my brain- as you can see I’m still talking about it. You on the other hand have another game coming up and a co-worker who made the same exact mistake. That already eliminates half the blame off you. Wish I had that. Guess I need to hire an editor, that way I have someone to blame for when my mistakes get published.