Trying to name the hot sauce without putting another car wreck joke on the bottle. Daughter says every idea sounds like something you should keep away from food. She's probably right about Deductible. I want people to know which jar is hot before they open it, not need a policy explanation after. Put colored tape on the lids for now and wrote the ingredients clearly. That's the useful part. Dad suggested his name, since he supplied some peppers. Guy contributes four peppers and wants controlling interest. No final label yet. Got enough sauce for the block, which means plenty of people to tell me the name is wrong.

Son asked if I'd show him darts instead of just telling him where his elbow should be from across the basement. Fair request, obnoxious delivery, definitely related to me. We spent half an hour down there and he got one right where he meant it to go. Tried to look casual, failed completely. I was pretty pleased myself. Didn't bring out the trophy or explain the whole league final, showed remarkable restraint. He wanted another round when dinner was ready. Wife called twice, then came down and took a turn herself. Beat both of us with almost no interest in the sport. Hard household to develop talent in.

Made the mistake of testing the new sauce before lunch. Half a spoon and my face went hot, eyes watering, whole basement suddenly warmer than the thermostat allows. Tastes good though. Wife said that wasn't a tasting, that was an incident. Ate a sandwich and waited before trying the milder jar. Better. Could actually taste the pepper instead of just filing a complaint with my tongue. Stood outside a few minutes after, cool air on my forehead, no laptop in front of me. Heel was behaving once I'd walked around. Came back in hungry again somehow. Product development is apparently a full meal with consequences.