Headache Hotel

Tea: Chinese Melon Seed

Music: Elvis Presley, "Return to Sender"

Time: Night.

I've recovered enough to make an arts opening tonight, in my home 'burb in Mission. Go check it out if you get a chance. It's here.

Met a few people, collected business cards, signed up for a mailing list or two -- and then got whacked by the headache double whammy -- cluster through the left eye, caffeine withdrawal (24 hours without and the trouble starts) in the left rear of the skull.

"At least you're balanced," a friend said.

"They're both on the left side," I said.

"You'd prefer diagonal?"

"Good point."

So the stack of business cards (to be entered into the database I've finally started to assemble) is taller and won't shrink until tomorrow. It'll still be there in the morning. If it's not, or I'm not ... well, then, I'll have bigger issues than a few tardy keystrokes with which to contend.