This weekend was an experiment in my body’s tolerance for orange juice, green tea and vitamin C pills. Seriously, for every cup of green tea I drew, I probably drank three. I got as tired of drawing them as I did drinking them. And since a week of emergen-C and green tea hadn’t seemed to make a dent in the thing, on Saturday night I attempted to kill it with whiskey. It didn’t work either, but it’s Sunday night as I write this, and I’m finally starting to feel a bit better. I can’t prove it WASN’T the whiskey that turned it around, that’s all I’m saying.