One of my favorite Simpson episodes has Homer pondering the magic of “drunk, talk…wonderful, beautiful drunk talk.” The same can be said for “caffeine talk.”
As I sit here taking my last sip of my Rao’s Caramello (compare to Starbuck’s Caramel Macchiatto, only better), I am pondering the wonders of caffeine. How can something that makes us feel so good not be illegal or bad for us?
Although the medical establishment has run test after test trying to find something bad about caffeine, they keep coming up empty. The latest news is that caffeine might actually protect the livers of heavy drinkers. The worst side-effects researchers can come up with are irritability and insomnia.
Since I’m so laid back I’m practically laying down and I sleep so hard that I actually didn’t wake up when there was a train wreck practically right outside my front door (I remember bouncing about an inch off my bed and going right back to sleep), I don’t see either of those things as a problem.