Dr. S., heal thyself

I wish I knew how to better describe whatever this thing is that's hit me the last few days. This bug seems to have come with a little of everything - coughing, chest congestion, stuffed-up nose, the works. It makes my head hurt to even look at the monitor for more than a few minutes. Anyway, that's why there hasn't been much activity in these parts the last few days.

Mrs. S. has been keeping me in bed with plenty of orange juice, chicken noodle soup, and cold medicines. Fine with me. I don't feel like fighting her; I feel like all I want to do is sleep. Be good, kids, until I can get back in the game.