I’m not in any particular condition to be conscious, much less posting, but I will say this: after finally catching up with James over drinks this afternoon, I headed to the home of the intrepid MrTails where at last I sampled the much-recommended Mike’s Hard Cranberry Lemonade, and it was damn good. I may be biased, having a fondness approaching lust for all things either cranberry or lemon; the two in conjunction are almost too much for me to bear. I might just melt into a puddle right here, in my comfortable yet economical IKEA desk chair, and not solely because of the ever-pitiful state of my air conditioning. In short: seek out this cranberry concoction, and consume it.