Mainly because I feel like something a swamp buggy dragged out of the canal.
I doubt it’s “The Rona” but when you’re an asthmatic idiot who overworks his muscles training for a race, the cough and muscle aches sure seem like the symptoms. No fever, mint cookies still taste like mint, and my good looks are undiminished. Well, maybe I’m a bit delusional…
As to words having meanings, and meanings having impact, I’d like you all to look up the word “Insurrection” for next week’s blog. To steal a line from a popular movie of the last generation, “I don’t think it means what you think it means.”
Now I must return to the things I must do for work. Yes, even the most deadly virus ever discovered in my lifetime… well, a few achy muscles and a cough can’t keep me from the stuff that needs to be done today.
Next week!