They tell me that some men get alcohol muscles when they’ve had too much to drink. I don’t know about muscles, but I definitely get a case of thinking I am more creative than I am. I don’t just get creative, but I suddenly get smarter; just not smart enough to realize that I really can’t do what I think I can do. Last week, my brother and I had been celebrating his getting married. My wife had been telling me there was something wrong with the window AC unit in our bedroom. She was visiting with her sister so we could have the bachelor party at our house. I was telling my brother about the air conditioning unit. He thought we should be able to repair the air conditioning unit if we put our heads together. It sounded like a great idea to me, so I stumbled to the basement and got my tools. We did a lot of laughing and cursing while trying to tear the air conditioning unit apart. We had parts laying all over the living room. We were trying to figure out which part was bad, and how to put the AC unit back together, when my brother passed out. I laughed and passed out right next to him. The next morning, we couldn’t believe the mess we had made of the AC unit. We jumped in the car and headed to the home store to pick up a new air conditioning unit before my wife got home. On the way back, we stopped at the coffee shop and grabbed two of the largest coffees they had in the shop.