Friends,
I’ve been pretty ill over the last few days with a weedy, grating cough that has left my voice a squeaky mess. It’s going around, of course. We’re in the middle of AN EPIDEMIC!!! after all. Some who passed on the flu vaccine (which has proven to be wildly effective, actually) are getting hit with a fairly brutal strain of the virus. Folks are missing work. There’s sniffling and wheezing everywhere. My fake cold is a pale imitation of this. It’s annoying, my throat hurts, but I haven’t joined the growing group of people planning bathroom remodels because they’ve recently had the opportunity to spend significant amounts of time analyzing the wallpaper patterns.
Clearly I’ve been so irresponsible that I’ve felt compelled to go to work every day during this illness. The volunteers aren’t going to deploy those computers themselves! Amirite? (they’ve been doing a fine job deploying computers themselves. you’re like a mother hen hovering over them. please. -ed)
Your best pal in the whole world,
– bob