Someday, one day, i may attempt to do just that, Douglas. But, Jesus, i'm so tired i feel a drowse coming on, and you and i both know that bed rest is called for, not sleeping on the sidewalk. Perhaps once i have attended the dreamer's ball and am refreshed, i'll be in a better frame of mind to crowbar the aforementioned song into the conversation. Then i could say, "Gimme the prize."
I know some will think i'm going slightly mad, and i'd be a liar if i didn't sometimes agree, but i do believe i'm doing alright, nestling, as i am, in the lap of the gods.