And Now Something Completely Different

Depending on the time of day it is that I happen to have written what it is you're reading, it may seem more or less coherent than other times of the day. I think I'm fairly lucid at the moment, but that's the tricky part about very powerful opiates - of all the people in a given conversation, I'm the person least likely to able to recognize if I'm making sense.  I feel pretty good that what I'm thinking is sensible. That doesn't seem to resolve the issue of whether I am in fact making good sense, or not.  So, I wanted to write while I'm feeling fairly lucid and my ability to recognize my keyboard by touch seems to be fairly unmolested. (I'm not getting a bunch of green and red squiggly lines underneath what I'm typing right now).