Yep. Braindead again. After struggling for four days and working my way through four— count ’em, four starts, I find myself without a column and already an hour past deadline. How do these things happen, I keep asking myself, but they do and when they do I wish I was drinking again. Back in the old days, if I couldn’t get something down in a certain period of time I would pop a cold one and before the six-pack was done, I didn’t care anymore so I would type until it looked like there were enough words (or I couldn’t see the keys anymore) and would hit ‘send’ and to hell with it, you know?