I spiked a container of cran-grape juice.
The caffeine content is so high, I poured some into a Disney glass. Sneezy passed out and convulsed.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
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At what point do we pass from "I'm so freaking wired right now" to "Why is my left arm sore?" – The NSA-bot asked me to ask you.
Jones: That's an excellent question. As for "we," I don't recommend anybody try the shit I do. Because I've had years and years and years to work up this much tolerance for caffeine. But then again, I've always had a high tolerance for things.
But to answer your question, the last time I passed into the arena of "Wow, I think I might have overdone it" was at the Speciality Coffee Association conference thing. The World Congress Center here in Atlanta was filled with coffee. Oh, it was a glorious day. I was screwed up for three days afterwards…
Oh I remember you writing about that, that was cool. I think society is in need of pioneers in all sorts of areas – from alternative energy to coffee consumption. Rock on!
I'm a caffeine pioneer? Good Lord, that's kind of nuts. McKenna and Leary got psychotropics and I got stimulants. I guess I'm okay with that. But can I base a speaking tour around it?
You're way too hard on yourself to be a caffeine prophet.