On a clear night I can see Uranus

I love coffee. A lot. I once tried to stop drinking coffee (foolishly) and had a headache for 3 weeks. I cannot imagine what the folks at Betty Ford are going thru right now trying to get off harder stuff than a little java addiction.

Andrew doesn't drink coffee, which is likley a good thing, for he is an excitable young man. Coffee might send him into overload and he'll start somersaulting off the furniture...oh wait, he does that now. So yes, hubby + coffee = something unimagineble...but most certainly entertaining.

We are doing a tour on Segways (http://www.segway.com/) in Paris. Holy hell, should I be this far away from free healthcare when I try it? Someone suggested a should wear a helmet and mouthguard when I attempt this (suggested after my graceful demonstration of how to pick up a menu in heels), but clearly that's just the beginning. And how is one supposed to look even mildly cool on these things? Ahhh...but I am in a city where no one knows me, so I suppose it will be OK...unless Lance and Sheryl are still hanging out with us at this point. I have visions of Andrew going full tilt on these things chasing tourists and slapping his leg like he's a cowboy. This will happen, I'm sure...I just need to strategise now for what I am going to say to the tour manager when he revokes our Segway privleges partway into it...