Top text: The laundry list of our questions grows.
Middle text: There is no explanation of why three generations searched for early rise distillers of permanent promise bolstered by shutdown cocktail blast off.

Text assembled from newspaper articles.

Her: " I was blowing up a dry cringe / I leaned toward the sadness quenching cocktail / I am walking to the end of the day / Now I'm calling friends to ignite the five o'clock benefits / And that's when I realized it--it struck out of nowhere / I'm doing my best to shift a mood, embrace the creaminess of gentler times, of good living. / During a crisis What can I say? / a massive margarita midafternoon / it's exactly what is needed."
Him: "I understand a language dipped in seawater / I'm exhausted from frayed and wobbly woo-woo / I'm asking myself, when your heart is beating, between beats, is it possible that I am someone else / That's not a thought that would've cropped up in the past. / maybe a shot of hard backup bourbon just in case / and now I feel face-to-face / what's going on right now is My life is stuffed cabbage--the no-frills type / I want hazard pay--for talking about the memory of what it was / Wait a minute, I was off the rails from the first few seconds / the long and short of it is that we are our own performance in the moment."

Text at top: "A process to replace that white thing"

Text:

I was ready to paint a smooth two inch line
across the Appalachian landscape /

But as soon as the study began "bing, bing, bing" /
The plan did not stand a chance.

Text in center, bottom reads:
""I heard another story/ It has been tough, it's been rough, and some of us have been downright/ ...It is an example of what we are dealing with in terms of who/ No one is blameless in this./ We need to be ready."

Text under slides reads:
"The mumbo sauce tasted walk out powerful/ You didn't know where to look, you might never see/ A reasonable person knowing all the circumstances would come to the conclusion."

Text under slides reads:
"Their sound is known as a woman's voice and says Sapienza/ It's that just-out-of-reach desire to be part of their own self-fulfilling/ Or maybe is it something else."

Text inside red rectangles reads: "in charge of choosing/ the second sound/ him make that switch"

Text inside box: "Suddenly there's some big couch."