I’m slowly getting better. I had forgotten how long it takes for the common cold to go away, and I had forgotten how perfectly annoying that irritating cough and congestion can be. Now I remember.
I’ve been chugging enough water that my kidneys are suing for separate maintenance and I’ve beaten a path to the biffy many times in the night. The good news is that the effects are slowly receding, but my voice has descended to the timbre of Lauren Bacall.
Being sick has turned the creative juices to sludge, so I can report that progress on the new play is very slow. I expect that once I’m firing on all thrusters, I’ll get back to it. Right now I’m watching the Dolphins lead the Patriots, which I know cannot last.
I’ll put up my usual Christmas posting for tomorrow, and then I’ll be enjoying the day with my Miami friends and family. Have a nice Christmas Eve if you celebrate, and if you don’t, try the kung-pao chicken at the Peking Moon.