I just did a marketing/promotion thing a few minutes ago– a minor marketing/promotion thing, mind you– that made me feel kinda dirty.  But it appears to have made what is about to happen happen, so maybe it was OK.

I got into a conversation with a new Twitter buddy over the last couple of days about kicking Coke.  I haven’t had more than a couple of liters of pop in any form in 2014, cutting back more or less cold turkey after going through three or four cans a day of Pepsi Next, Coke Zero, or Mountain Dew beforehand.  She’s a heavy Coke drinker and wanted to stop.  I promised to support and/or berate her as she felt like she needed.

Then I found this webpage, and it’s kinda important to context that you click through and take a look, especially if you don’t know what happens if you combine Coca-Cola and milk.

(There is an entire chemical rant in here, but it’s off-topic for the moment, so I’ll ignore it.)

Anyway, I got curious:

 

This is sitting on my counter in my kitchen right now.

And here’s where I do penance for being a butthead marketer earlier.  And where I entertain myself, because I gotta be honest, I’m curious, and if this cracked me up I gotta figure somebody other than me is gonna think it’s funny too.

Here’s the deal, y’all:  If I sell twelve books— just less than one every two hours– between now and getting home from OtherJob tomorrow night (sometime between 10:30 and midnight, depending on whether it rains)– I will taste that shit.  And I will let my wife film it.  And I will upload it to the site where you can see it.

I’m serious.  I’m also probably an idiot, but I’m serious.

Obviously feel free to share this out if you like.  🙂