I have just been catapulted from the delight of delusion to the ruins of reality. The fog lifted like a two by four on the side of my incredibly thick skull and I find myself in the midst of a self forged disaster. No one to blame this time, it was totally my fault. Faced with the unenviable responsibility of informing my loved ones and colleges of my indiscretion, I pick up the phone and begin making the necessary calls. Of course, I expect the worse. “YOU WHAT???? ARE YOU SOME KIND O...