Henry is sitting at Jason’s desk next to me and I keep suggesting that we do something (specific) different. And he says, “no. I am reading my email.” Sort of cute, right? Or, maybe not. But, the thing that’s funny is that he’s writing on a little note pad when he says it, not even looking at the computer. When I asked him what his email said, he replied, “point one eight,” which actually beats any of the email I have received today.