How's your morning going?

Dennis is still in Nevada on business. So I did not sleep well.

My old percolator perked and gurgled its final death throes at 6AM, leaving me with a pot of anemic coffee and no alternative but Folgers Instant Crystals (how did that get in my pantry?). Instant coffee is one of the most uncivilized beverages on earth, no matter what that lying Swedish bitch Mrs. Olsen says.

And my kitchen is beseiged by big-eared imps who are all teeth and claws and smell of horse manure.

Cheers.

Update: Lots of Mrs. Olsen here.