Timing

Sometimes I think all the major issues in my life are largely a question of timing. Today, for example, I went to the dentist. Last time I was there I had a little bit, not much - but enough - of pain. So this time around they gave me a little bit more of the good stuff. Or that is what they told me.

The reality is that 1/2 of my face is down by my knee and that I've been drooling for a few hours now. I can handle that. Small price to pay for nearly sleeping through the whole affair.

But the Veep debate is tonight! And this is a huge problem of timing. I really want to watch and see if all my biased beliefs about Palen are true or not, but I just don't think I can watch the train wreck without a good buzz on. It might just be unbearable to watch - even though I want to.

But lo, I may very well be stone cold sober, as I don't think I could drink beer if you paid me to right now. Unless I go bust out the funnel and lay on my back. So, I'm sorta massaging my cheeks, got to get the blood flowing, got get back to where I can sip. And that has to be done by 8. I guess I've got good odds, but it is truly another close call.