Flu day, III
February 4, 2018 § 1 Comment
This flu, she makes you woozy, she’s a floozy, a knock-you-down-and-keep-you-there doozy …
I would never ever exaggerate but this is the closest I’ve ever come to watching my DNA uncoil.
“I’d have to get better/Before I could die,” go the old country-blues lyrics.
You want to know how bad this flu is? Near-death is nothing; it’s so bad I missed the FTR.
Back to bed.
(Handy Algorithm courtesy of Shawn from SD)
Oh, and there’s this, sent by my friends on FTR, who really missed me:
Cycling in the South Bay 
Hope you feel better soon! The algorithm did make me smile- sorry