SAVE THE WORLD, SAVE THE RANCH
Sometimes what I write and what I mean to write are diametrically opposed... like, when Ambien is involved. Now, a quick caveat before someone signs me up for the Betty Ford Center - the Ambien stories are few and far between. Ninety-nine percent of the time, I take my pill, read my book, possibly eat a piece of cheese, and then fall asleep, exactly as God and Sanofi-Aventis intended. It's only about one percent of the time that anything happens, e.g. ordering Barbie heads,
