I'm at home, sick, with a stomach flu that at its height was how I imagined those afflicted with typhoid must feel. Vomiting, diarrhea, sweating, confusion, falling over, talking with spirits were the order of the night. Comical at times, oh yes indeed. I'm on the way back now and should be able to return to work tomorrow.
The kids are in bed and the old lady is out buying thread for a sewing commission so I am feckin' around on the internet. Snow is falling heavily outside. There is nothing, and I repeat nothing, like persistent snow from November to April to lift a man's heart.
Anywho, a couple of links ((LINK), (LINK), (LINK), (LINK), (LINK)), for the craic.
I almost forgot the good news amid all that feces drenched misery... Next month I will finally, and I repeat finally, own an iPhone (LINK).
Is it by accident that we come over to your house every year right as the whole family comes down with the flu? Are you guys trying to kill us?!
ReplyDeleteand by iphone you mean I will be drawing a big "i" on your phone with a sharpie, right?
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