Coffee

Coffee saved my life again this morning. Either that or I over-exaggerate.
I'm sauteing green peppers and onions just for the smell of it. I currently have no intention of eating them.
Last night I came home drunk and fumbled through the kitchen making peanutbutter and ritz crackers while expertly navigating the self-closing kitchen drawers. This is where rich meets poor.
I dreamt last night that my wife bought a ShakerWeight. or "The Shaker" or whatever it is called. I also dreamt she told me I was good with the tongs in the kitchen. These things are just true.
I was hammered last night when I left the bar, so I took a cab. I swear the cabbie was drunk. So in theory there was one less drunk driver on the road, but I may have been aiding and abetting by giving him a fare.
This concludes Saturday's initial thoughts. Enjoy the weekend.