I would like to thank all the wonderful people I have seen in person the past few days, at least one of whom is attempting to give me their cold. I know it isn’t the flu, as I am not coughing my brains out, like usually happens, nor is the world coming to me through stoner’s eyes. For the second time in a week, I am trying to fight off some sort of bug. On the bright side, I am one of those folks who get affected for only a little while by the common cold. Still, I love smelling like Vick’s vapor rub, don’t you?
I hate vicks. I’ve often said I’m allergic to it. I get all stuffed up and I can’t breath if I get as much as a whiff of the stuff. But my mom used to slather it on me liberaly anyway and I suffered through every childhood cold. I became a bigtime mouth-breather.