So I think that, unless Ryan has done later, today’s Ping is possibly the latest posted in our history – nearly 3pm Eastern time.
I have a perfect excuse, of course: this morning I needed to milk the cows, make the cheese, churn the butter, and lube up the icebox (it was running dry.)
Curious, though: what time of day do you freak out and think to yourself, “Where’s the freakin’ Ping?!”
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