1. Working with the Citibank branch manager to assure that I had funds in my payroll account to clear a 1.5 million payroll to hit employees accounts on 7/31. For some reason they were holding a large wire from Japan. Every month but November 2000, I had no idea if I was going to have funds for payroll. It was a stress I paid for later.

2. Working with ADP to make sure that my new tax setups for my Boston and Pittsburgh offices were set up correctly. They assured me all was well. [Turned out that Pittsburgh is BEYOND complicated when it comes to city/borough taxes. Never, repeat NEVER, open an office in Pittsburgh unless you have to. I had to redo their entire payroll.]

3. Made sure the Toronto office was funded for payroll. [For one of the rare times, I didn't have to fund them.]

4. Hit the fucking ceiling when my Sydney office informed me that they weren't going to get paid for their Olympics work until September when the Olympics opened. [Those fucking morons NEVER made payroll without help for the entire time they existed.]

5. On the 31st, which was payday, I vividly recall that the uber hot receptionist who loved to talk and talk and used to sit next to me telling her tales until people started arriving told me that she and her even hotter blond Jew roommate did a 3-way with this guy "because, you know, he deserved it." It gives me a boner even now.

6. That weekend, the 29th???, went by Amtrak to visit a college roommate in Philly where he was to be a Bush delegate from Kentucky at the RNC [I think the entire convention were Bush delegates at that point].