The Middleman: Caffeine is a drug, Dubbie.
Wendy: I’m holding a molecular stun cannon.
— The Middleman, “The Accidental Occidental Conception”
I’ve discovered something about this “Anything But the Book Week”: Because I can’t post from my day job, I’m writing these posts first thing in the morning. Often before I’ve had my coffee. This doesn’t excuse the incoherence, but it may explain some of it.
I started drinking coffee soon after I got out of college. For some reason, I’d stayed away from it all through college, even when I pulled all-nighters (usually for Williams Trivia). And it took me some time to move from mocha-flavor-mixer-with-half-a-dozen-packets-of-creamer-dumped-in to basic coffee with milk and sugar. But these days I have enough coffee during the week that if I go without it on the weekends, I really regret it by Sunday night.
Do you have caffeine issues? What’s your delivery method of choice — soda (or pop), coffee, cocoa, tea? (I still remember some fizzy vileness called Kick that had so much caffeine in it it made my skull feel like it was contracting.) And is it worthwhile, in the long run, for me to try to cut down on coffee given that I’ll undoubtedly come back to it the next time I have to wake up at stupid o’clock in the morning?
(Also, regarding the quote at the top of this post: if you haven’t seen The Middleman, then you ought to check it out. Gorillas with tommy-guns! Intergalactic boy-bands! Trout zombies! The Wu-Han Thumb of Death! It’s gleefully, unselfconsciously silly, and it’s worth downloading from iTunes.)