I have never in my life seen anyone so excited about the opportunity to go to New York. Lady, it’s a city. Okay? That’s it. You’re not going to meet the Wizard of Oz or anything. You can leave your ruby slippers in Santa Clara. I’m just trying to imagine this gormless dame riding in a New York cab. Or the subway. Or just walking down the street. Or at Starbucks, ordering a coffee. Question: What medication is she on and where can I get some?