My Publisher Jeff Nasi is a funny guy. He's a huge off-road, Jeep, and car enthusiast which is really unusual for someone in his position.

I actually consider myself pretty fortunate that he's one of my bosses. Oh, don't get me wrong, we've had our battles where he comes into my office and says something that makes me stand on my desk and light my hair on fire. But all around he's a decent guy. He owns the sweet M715 that graced the cover of the August '06 issue.

Anyway, I have a fridge in my office. My dad once told me you've really made it big time when you have one. I didn't think it was that big of a deal, especially since my fridge is the one my dad had. When he retired he had no where to put it so I took it from him. I think Christian and Pete use it more than I do but that's beside the point.

So Jeff goes out of his way to buy me two six-packs of beer for doing a good job. He loaded them in my fridge and left this note. As the weeks go by he takes a beer or two for his own pleasure. Another week or two, another beer or two disappear. Now I know it’s my own fault for leaving ‘em in there. I've never actually seen him take 'em but he's the only one that knows they're there...unless the cleaning crew is snagging my brew at night. So I'm sitting here in my office working late on Friday night and come to find out I'm down to 3 beers and I haven't had a single one. I kinda think it would be funny if he left me an IOU.
-John Cappa