I’m tired and I suspect that I might be coming down with a cold. No, probably not the coronavirus. On the other hand, I’m going to a convention tomorrow, so if this isn’t it maybe it’ll be there tomorrow. And on the gripping hand: we still don’t know how bad that thing’s going to be, over here. It could just be three weeks of the country sniffling and wheezing and then we all get on with our lives.
PS: Wash your hands.
Like, 9 PM early. I have to be up at 5 AM tomorrow to make sure that the kids are dressed by 6 AM and out the door so that we can hit a 6:30 AM admission time for a 7:30 AM dental procedure for my youngest kid. Which involves general anesthesia, so if you have any spare room on your prayer schedule tonight I wouldn’t mind it in the slightest if you tacked one on. There’s nothing critical or life-threatening going on, and it’s obviously safe or we wouldn’t be doing it, but anesthesia is always just a slightest bit nerve-wracking.
So, let me put up a video, and wish everybody a good night.