My son and his manager are reciting Monty Python skits - word by word. This week, they do not launch sweet and low. They are relatively behaved. And a second cup freshly made. I have consumed the old stuff and the new in rapid succession.
Caffeine is required.
Anyway I can get it. She said I looked like I needed it. My makeup has run into my eyes and my legs hurt. I have taken an Alieve - because I know what pain follows. I am trying to stay awake while my son speaks into his fork.