The sort of day where one charts oneself right from the off. Twice.

The first two sips of coffee having passed my "teeth's barrier" (Homer on the brain this morning), I am now ready to begin the typing of letters, the ramblings of a peripetetic mind, and the normal oddness that sometimes characterizes any pre-coffee, pre-awake e-mail. I even slipped in an "ablative absolute" there in the beginning.