That's it. I'm switching back to black teas. I cannot stand the malaise. I know pain, it's a friend of mine. So, inspired by the person who uttered the title line I will take my chances — no I will beg fate to bring me the stone and the pain. At least I'm familiar with it, and that seems to be my problem, familiarity, in general, and in particular. Lucky, for you, fair reader(s) there are but one or two of you who may know what I am writing about. And that's good. Art should not be interesting or popular until after its creator has gone.