I should have something snarky to say, here: but while I am feeling a good deal better, I’m not really back yet. Assume I came up with something witty.
Via @iowahawkblog.
I should have something snarky to say, here: but while I am feeling a good deal better, I’m not really back yet. Assume I came up with something witty.
Via @iowahawkblog.
More or less, mostly more. Been sleeping a lot. I figure tomorrow will be much less miserable, and Monday I’ll be generally functional. Right now I just want to watch and read things and not think too hard.
Colds suck.
Via Hot Air. Mind you, I don’t really agree with that philosophy, but Mike Tyson has one, it is self-consistent, and many other people have it. It weirded out the kid a little, sure, but not in a creepy way and they gotta learn about this stuff sometime.
Man, but I did not miss catching colds. This absolutely sucks, especially since this is the first time in years that we’ve gotten hit like this. Which is probably why we’ve all been so miserable around the house here, and now it’s my turn.
Alas, I expect I’ll be out for the weekend, at this rate. Certainly I’ve had to cancel a minor SCA vending activity tomorrow, although that was more ‘get out of the house’ than ‘sell books.’ Oh, well. Back to the fluids and Dayquil.
Which is probably for the best. Everybody else in the house has gotten over or is getting this cold, so I can safely suffer in peace and quiet for a couple of days. It’s plenty of fluids and decongestants for me!
Remember, remember,
The Twelfth of November,
the day a whale reached for the stars;
They thought they had reason
To explode a cetacean
And have it rain down on the cars.
November 12, 1970. One of the greatest days in Oregonian history. And all on film!
For given values of ‘normal.’ Everybody’s better or getting better, I don’t think I need to watch any more beach movies, and I plan to go get some sleep Real Soon Now. Hopefully that’ll get me nice and fresh for the morning’s writing.
Geez, what a week that was.
Nothing but love for my British readers, mind you. But this question has been resolved.
To the point where our weekend visit to the in-laws took a spoke to the wheel. Aggravating, but what can you do? My father-in-law is over seventy, and we as a culture now frown on the idea of exposing them to respiratory diseases. Including something like this one, which seems to be steadily mutating to a new, mildly annoying variant as it jumps from family member to family.
Continue reading The Plague continues.The kids brought something home. Fortunately, it’s probably not Covid, since the tests are coming back negative. But it’s going around, and I’m not entirely sure I missed it. Pretty much nothing got done today, honestly.