Dear Kid,
What a fabulous success the Cincinnati Coffee Festival was. The venue was great, the vendors were wonderful, the crowds were spectacular, the music was top notch, the demos were interesting and well attended, and my Fitbit got a ridiculous workout.
Despite the amount of caffeine I had (yes, I tasted just about everything—I felt it was my obligation), I slept most of the day yesterday. I could use a few more days of wall-to-wall napping, but I’m starting to feel a bit more human.
In other news, the Puppy’s tail is feeling better. Did I tell you he sprained his tail a few weeks ago? If it weren’t so sad to see him yelp and then try to turn around to see who was tweaking his tail, it would have been funny. He now appears to be entirely healed.
The Bengals lost (not exactly a big surprise), Ohio University won, Indiana won (not many people noticed), the Cyclones won Friday night but lost Saturday night, Wilkes-Barre Penguins won both Saturday night and Sunday night (you knew that), and various other sports teams won and lost (generally not simultaneously).
I’ve used up most of my words—need to keep sleeping and replenish them.
Puppy: You can’t argue that.
Speaking of painful to watch, I was on TV (I do not like to be in front of cameras). David (from La Terza Coffee) and I got up at (insert ungodly hour of the morning) and went down to WLWT to talk about the 
And you will want all that fur you are so, um, elegantly shedding right now.
Then Flavius (Latin for “friend who occasionally has a reasonably good idea”) showed Hannibal a 
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