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I don’t know what is wrong with me. I don’t get flu shots. I’m of the mind that when nature’s Wheel of Bacterium stuffs a bug in my bloodstream, I should just say thank you and ride it out.

I don’t think the crud that washed over me for the last three days was influenza. It was mostly respiratory. I could feel the gak coating the aioli in my lungs.  This particular episode of illness wasn’t all that bad.  As long as I can knock myself out with Nyquil and sleep through the night, I can put up with pretty much any malady. But when the Nyquil wears off at three in the morning and I wake up hacking up lung parts, that’s when I regret not getting the stupid shot.

Most annoying: My Beautiful Wife was barely home this week as she worked late preparing for another trade show. I realized that I was only going to have a small window of opportunity to hang with her before she was gone again. It absolutely sucks that I lost what little time I had with her to being pathetic and sleeping in separate beds.

Alas. I’m on the lee side of the wave now and I hope my white blood cells are smarter and more capable for having been battle tested.

My house – on the other hand – is a disaster: MBW travelling and me lying around and wallowing through piles of wadded tissues and spent coffee cups gaked with old tea bags. The yard desperately needs one more mow and mulch before I surrender it to winter. I’d like to shoot in a competition this Saturday, but I wonder if my time wouldn’t better be spent scooping cat boxes and scrubbing toilets.

Interstellar opens this weekend. Curse of all curses for us “I must wait to see it in the home theater” pretentious assholes guys are movies that are super-spoiler laden.  We have to trust that we are going to make it six months to the VOD streaming release without anybody spoiling the big twists. See also Gone Girl. So far I don’t know the big twist to Gone Girl. So far.  I may break down and see Interstellar in the theater, if MBW and I are ever in the same city at the same time when both of us are healthy and attentive.

I fully expect that we’ll have a good, old-fashioned race riot in my city this weekend. All indications are that the Grand Jury is finally going to return a verdict in the Michael Brown case.  I’m packin’ heat 24 x 7, and I hope I don’t have to unholster. On one shoulder I have an angel whispering “Don’t be paranoid!” in my earlobe.  On my other shoulder I have an angel whispering  “Don’t be Reginald Denny.”

I shall heed the sage advice of both angels.


1 comment

  • Dane Tyler

    November 7, 2014 at 2:27 pm

    I came down with something a couple weeks ago too, and it just kept getting weirder. For a few days, it just got worse. Finally it broke after about five days, as quick as it settled in, and I had this weird lingering cough for a while.

    Don’t forget, not all infections are bacterial. Viruses can be short-lived too, and linger just a bit longer. (Up to 45 days for the common flu, I’ve been told.)

    Hope you’re feeling better now, bud, and happy Friday.