After seeing the way this thread is swaying, I took it upon myself to call Fattay on his cell phone. Of course, he screens his calls, so I had to leave a message.

I briefly chastized him for screening his calls and then proceeded to show empathy knowing that he was most likely a Cowboys fan, and accordingly, because they lost, he should be rooting for the Steelers, not Arizona.

So one of my front office staff informs me that I have a voice mail in our general office message center from someone named "Sattay" that talks of beer, barbecue, the Steelers losing, and the Cardinals winning.

Now my whole front office wants a piece of Fattay. I told them they didn't know what they were asking for.

Excerpt from Robert Crais' "The Monkey's Raincoat:"
"She took another microscopic bite of her sandwich, then pushed it away. Maybe she absorbed nutrients from her surroundings."