It’s 3:47pm on Thursday.  I have not had any coffee.  I usually have 4-5 cups within a two hour period in the mornings.  Caffeine is a drug and I am an addict.  The weather is gorgeous today, but emotionally I’m a wreck.  I’ve ruined the day for the girls I’m sure.  That peaceful feeling… where is it… in the coffee pot where John made enough coffee this morning for the both of us.  It’s waiting for me to give in and drink it.  I’m thinking it sounds like a good idea.

I don’t know… adrenal fatigue and thyroid issues… trouble falling asleep in spite of being very tired… racing thoughts… racing heart… yup, too much coffee.  Ahhhhhh!

So, if I don’t have any coffee, I won’t be able to post anything of merit tonight as I usually do.  So, instead, I’ll leave you with this bit of absurd, weirdness in poor taste.  I like Ralph Stanley’s music, and I love Jesco White.  I think they are two of the most talented people in the world.  I’m wondering how in the world they got up in this.  Eric C. Conn.  I don’t know the man, but he has large billboards advertising his services all in these hills.  And, who in the world is this Obama girl?  Man, Mr. Conn must have a ton of dough.  He should take some dance lessons.