Justice Ginsburg gently corrects those who heard her previous remark as a confession of drunkenness at the SOTU.

"Oh — what I meant was that I had a glass of wine with dinner... And that on top of having stayed up all night. I was writing something.... [My] pen was hot."

Sometimes, Justice Ginsburg has just been working so hard and long that she conks out. You would have conked out long before, no doubt. She stayed up all night — and she worked all the previous day, through the night and through the day of the long, boring speech — and she was sitting in a comfortable chair and not able to stretch or fidget.

She tells us that in the old days, Justice David Souter sat next to her and "he was sensitive to my, well, he couldn’t, he could sense when I was beginning — my head was beginning to lower. So he would give me a pinch."

Now that the dear, sweet, sensitive David is gone, she's got to sit between Justices Breyer and Kennedy, and they just don't know how to minister to her precise needs the way David did. They are "reluctant." They may give her "a little jab, but it wasn’t enough."

The jabs of Breyer and Kennedy cannot replace the pinches of Souter.

BY THE WAY: I got it right the first time.