It was like my body had a “fire sale”; all solids & liquids

“Must Go!”. Did not matter which hole. Just all out and

(been there)

NOW. Not fun. A temp of 104 flu & cold. Chills, and felt

like a dried beaten up dog turd left to be ‘eroded’. But, it

is all good now. Back & ready for life. Makes you “really”

appreciate each day you have above the ground. At one

point, while puking during the 5th hour I said, “Oh shit

I forgot I’d even eaten that”. White Castle ‘sliders’ & PB

with crackers is NOT a pretty sight I can tell you “that”

Do yourself a solid this weekend. Have a Harold Ramis

(Never, never)

movie marathon. You can thank me later, or thank him

Next to John Hughes, who my friend Alan worked with

he was the most entertaining funny & prolific guys ever

Oscars rolling in like a “tidal wave” of Golden Good fun

Have a weekend!