Dish it up!

Dish it up!

Yeah, I know I said I was gonna be back today but I’m on the tail end of my cold, thus I am tired. Any volition that is not otherwise consumed by this foul spectre of lethargy called “Cold” is swallowed up by the goodness of Star Trek: Voyager,...

Biting the Bullet

A poetic interpretation of my trip to the doctor’s office yesterday: Doc: Come in, have a seat. Me: I feel like crap. I think I have a cold. Doc: I know. I already decided what you have before you sat down. Me: I figured as much. Doc: Common cold work for you?...

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