I’m taking the entire next week off to decompress before I start the new gig.
There will be breakfast drinks (brinks), drunk brunches (drunches), lunch beers (leers), 3 pm pick-me-ups, happy hours, wine dinners (by which I mean dinners composed solely of wine), night caps and then hairs of the dog as we reboot the entire staggering disaster the next day.
Locals with availability or an affection for watching a catastrophe unfold in real time are urged to book tickets on the Cirrhosis Express now. Hurry! Space is limited!