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Sick when you’re Single
Most of the time I like living alone. The only exceptions are during major holidays or when I’m sick. Right now I’ve got the head cold from hell and disgusting substances seem to be flowing from every orifice. I’m weak as a kitten and I keep forgetting to eat. I am miserable. Lord, take me…
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Confession: I Can be a Sick Puppy.
No, I don’t pull the wings off flies or flash people from under a trench coat, but apparently I AM the only human being willing to admit that, yes, I DO slow down to look at traffic accidents. So feel free to blame me for every traffic jam you’ve been in since about 1970. I…
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Of Hairy Lobsters and Other Things
I’m sick as a dog, people, and zonked out on Nyquil, but I promised myself I’d do an entry every day, so here’s a picture of my present state of mind. This is a hirsute lobster, found only a few years ago in the South Pacific. The reason this furry creature is bouncing around in…
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Bob Cratchit is my Hero
When I walked in the door today, two of my coworkers were engaged in a bit of a shouting match. It was about the temperature. One felt it was too hot, the other felt it was just right, and what ensued was a battle royal, despite the fact that one of them would be leaving…