There is something so wrong when your head feels spaced out and you haven’t been drinking. And the thing is - right now I should be sitting outside, watching Frank throw food on the grill while sipping a beer. Instead I am lounging in bed with the Yankee game on. My house is supposed to be filled with people but it seems I’m not the only one who is sick. The good part is no one can blame me for getting them sick. Sure they can try. They will claim I sent germs over the phone. Don’t believe whatever they tell you.
But through the magic of my new little toy, I can still post this extremely important blog entry.


