Sorry folks, but no content tonight either. I spent the day in bed catching up on a couple of movies and pulling off some daring courtroom maneuvers
, but I’ve still got the usual cold suspects to deal with.
You know, coughing, stuffy nose, sneezing, aching, fever–

Yeah, but don’t sweat it, Chiyo. Gimme another day and I should be back in action.
Why do you always get sick at the same time as my three year old? Stop sending germs through the Internet.
Look after yourself, Chris – you work waay too hard.
I’m serious, Mister!
My god, man…Now I have to amuse MYSELF at work?
Sigh.
Get well soon, Mr. Chris. America needs your patented brand of four-color philosophy, now more than ever in these troubled and turbulent days of yore. :-)
I wish I had a patented brand of something.
Feel better soon. Absence merely makes the heart grow fonder. It says here.