I really need to avoid red wine. I drank it last night at Rob and Lyn’s house and awoke hours later with a terrible fire in my throat. My uvula felt like a pilot light. When I got up this morning, my face was very white. I feel fragile today but don’t have what I’d define as a hangover. I remember what went on last night. At one point, Rob showed me his computer and explained that you can plug one into a telephone jack.
