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You know, my Grand-Pappy used to say that it’s when you can’t wake up from a dream that it becomes a nightmare. Okay, not really. I came up with that, but you have to admit: it sounds kind of cool.

Well, every morning when I do wake up, I’m drenched. It’s when I figure out whether it’s from a cold sweat, some of the mellow yellow, or a splash of the gene pool that I know what kind of day it’s going to be.