My Fellow Inebriates,

I’ve never been thrown so off balance. I thought it was almost noon. I was going to recommend the following to those of you who have reservations about drinking in the a.m. hours:

• 3 oz Absolute vodka and 1 oz raspberry Chambord, strained through ice into a martini glass

We don’t have any vodka in the house, so I was going to substitute some languishing Bacardi Big Apple. Nor do we have raspberry liqueur, so I was going to use Malibu. And next thing you know one of my parents was informing me the clock had changed, it was early, blah blah blah, and lecturing about going on a matutinal bender. Seriously…

You know what time it is, right? And that’s all that counts. So what time is it?

It’s party time. You’re welcome.