Just when I think I’ve got the best of this Black Death/Captain Tripps/Ebola/whatever the fuck has been wrong with me since Left Coast Crime…
Over the past two days I’ve been dealing with yet another unwanted encore of high fever and coughing, this time with the added bonus of severe sinus congestion and an inexplicable stabbing pain in the right side of my mid-back. Sheesh! This damn flu is like a bad rock band that will not get off the stage.
But on the bright side, I get to curl up with the worlds toughest vegetarian. I just got a copy (thanks Donna!) of Allan Guthrie’s SAVAGE NIGHT.
If that doesn’t heal me, I don’t know what will.