12 hours ago
Tuesday, January 03, 2017
My New Year So Far
I'm starting of 2017 sick as a dog. Somewhere at the end of 2016, I picked up a vicious cold -- probably in that horrible Motel 6 in Jackson, MS. Apparently it plans to never let me go.
I'm drinking plenty of tea and honey, and huddling under blankets. I may switch to tea and brandy here in a bit.
This does not bode well for the new year.
(See also this: Why 2017 will be a bad year)