POTPOURRI It is 4:03 in the morning on the 7th of July, 2008 Anno Domini, in Memphis, Tennessee, I hope I'm not too late. I've never been an early bird, not since having heard those tedious moral lessons: how they're the ones what catch the worms -- yech! talk about your germs. Let me brunch on butterflies. Got them in my sights, those efflorescent, effervescent afternoon delights. Sleeping in, my only sin. I will arise and go now, go to an Inn that is free, for I have spent all money on a frappe of waffles made, and I will soon be loud with snoring before I even get laid. I leave to you the linnet wing salad and to lap up the frappe spills, for I will be back in dreamland twixt now and 6 p.m. frolicking with golden girls as long as my consciousness stays dimmed. Mike Geary Memphis