Weeell... (Did I ever mention that I've been told I do a dead-on Ronald Reagan impersonation? "Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this wall!" 'Member that?) I've got an hour and twenty-three minutes before the Welcome party for my friends who are getting married. Sounds like an opportunity to find some nice little place and get something caffeinated. Being in the Pacific Northwest means over-caffeinating yourself to the point that you can feel your hair folicles vibrating.

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