NOT A BOY SCOUT

This has been a weekend of excellence in many fields and on many levels, so many that it would be nearly impossible to enumerate them all, but one thing that is verifiably not excellent is that I've discovered I'm not as prepared as I thought I was: I apparently drank my Emergency Gatorade a long time ago and neglected to replace it. I need the Emergency Gatorade for the mornings after I go someplace and drink all the liquor. This was a rookie mistake that I must not make again.