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Last week Fate asked: “‘bout time you got yourself a massive cold, borderline flu, wouldn’t you say?”
Me: “Uh, no I would not say… ”
Fate: “Shush, here you go, and, because it’s been so long, I thought to spice things up with a wicked sinus infection. You can thank me later.”
Me: “Right…”
Fate, this morning: “Knock knock!”
Me: “Oh God, what now?”
Fate: “Pinkeye!”
Enjoying a 1966 Bulova Counselor "A" this fine Sunday.