In which my body gets it backwards (plus some Coffee Achievers stuff)

I was unwell last evening. Headaches, nausea, and just plain exhaustion put me in bed by 7:30 which is to say, last night might as well not have happened from my standpoint. I was prepared to call in to the office this morning, legitimately ill.

Of course, now I'm no longer legitimately ill, and I'm at the office. I need to have a word or two with my body about this. If it isn't too much bother, I would prefer to be sick during work hours and well during my time off. This sort of arrangements is one of the few perks of having an "exempt" position and I almost never take advantage of it.


On the plus side, while I'm reasonably sure I won't be able to salvage anything from the story I wrote the other night, browsing through my drafts folder brought my attention to another failed bit which is absolutely perfect for adaptation to the task at hand. There's probably a French expression for this sort of thing, but I have no clue what it might be. So, back to the task this evening, assuming my body is ok with it.

On the double-plus side, pouring my coffee this morning reminded me of one of the most awesome relics of the 80's: The Coffee Achievers!  Remember The Coffee Achievers? No? In the early-mid 80's, the coffee people decided to run a series of ads to try to get young people interested in their product. Coffee was on the decline while MTV was on the rise, so, they put two and two together and came up with The Coffee Achievers: A series of 30 second spots, set to the music of the incomparable Electric Light Orchestra, featuring:

Actress Cicely Tyson

Football player Ken Anderson

Musician David Bowie

Writer Kurt Vonnegut

Actress Jane Curtin

Musicians Ann and Nancy Wilson (Heart)

Read that list carefully and then try to tell me this wouldn't have been the most awesome crimefighting superhero group ever. And man, you want to talk about reboots? Try casting The Coffee Achievers of the 2010's. Imagine a crossover. I really want to take a stab at this, but I can't stop imagining how amazing it would be if this were one of Warren Ellis' secret projects.


A man can dream. A man can dream.