There’s a reason there was no post yesterday. In one of the worst possible times I’ve managed to come down with a touch of flu.
The good news is that it appears to be a mild case. After spending about twelve hours “worshipping the porcelain god” last night I’m past the worst of that (I hope) and now just dealing with a fever, body aches, and feeling like I would lose a battle with a drunken kitten.
Since I run an accounting department and it’s the last two days our office will be open this year, this is far from ideal. Since we have a Christmas trip planned and I’m supposed to be on a plane tomorrow, it sucks a LOT.
EGBOK – Everything’s Gonna Be OK
The good news is that while I was home this afternoon for one of my brief waking periods I got to watch bits and pieces of the original “Airport” movie on cable. I loved that movie as a kid but hadn’t seen it in decades.
Now I don’t know if it was the fever that made the movie so hilarious and BAAAAAAD or if it’s just that it was (by today’s standards) a terrible, terrible movie. (David Attenborough narrator voice: “It was not the fever.”)
I did note that, like with Tuesday’s article about the Hallmark Christmas Movie plot generator Twitter bot, at the end of “Airport” the “…and they fell in love” tagline still applies. They just all fell in love with people who were not the ones they were married to.