|The View from Thursday Night's Dining Venue|
After a busy and productive week in which I perhaps did not sleep as much as I ought, I awakened this Saturday morn with a bit of a chest cold. Monsieur le Rhinovirus felt that now would be a good time to pay me a visit.
Le petit salaud!
Ah well, we are approaching what the medical types like to call the "cold and flu" season. So I guess it's just the luck of the draw.
Perhaps tomorrow I will feel well enough to regale you with some tale of derring-do and dash.
More likely t'will be a tale of some half-remembered and juiced up exploit from my youth.
We shall see, for now, I bit you adieu.