Most of 2000 I worked for a startup named lightsocket.com. The people there were pretty cool, and when I got married they had a little party right before my vacation time started, and they got me a bunch of cool things, like an espresso machine and some hazelnut syrup.

So I’m surrounded by all these laughing, shouting people, opening gifts and having cake and soda and stuff, and I open this bottle of hazlenut syrup and they’re all cheering, so what do I do?

I take the top off and take a hit.

The crowd goes wild, and starts chanting ‘HARD-CORE! HARD-CORE!”

Don’t ever try this at home folks. It took a week to get the sugar out of the cracks between my teeth. That stuff is sweet.

Since then, I don’t go for hazelnut so much. I still have that same bottle, half full in my cubicle right now.

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