Wimpy, wambly, wombly

Due to illness my missing in action status may continue. The cure for the human cold still eludes us. Being sick is a luxury that cannot be afforded around the Beach House. Seems a shot in the rump is in order. About to happen if this fever doesn't break.

No need to go on with a whine fest. Time to return to bed and the weird dreams. Everyone stay well.

"Life expectancy would grow by leaps and bounds if green vegetables smelled as good as bacon."
-Doug Larson