Today, I am functioning on
Today, I am functioning on 3 1/2 hours of sleep. I attended a fine, fine wedding yesterday, but somewhere after the fourth blue martini I decided that a cup of coffee would be a really good idea. Which it was, until I tried to get to sleep last night.
So now, everything looks like a Jim Henson production and my head is a big bale o' cotton. Oh, Lordy!
I did receive yet another excellent comment about last week's improperly and immorally politicized winery visit, which I will address when my other brain cell begins firing.
In the meantime, please feel free to recoil in inexpressible horror from the Plush Cthulhu.
