As I'm Closer You Look Better
Over the weekend, which seems like weeks ago, Darla came from Canada via my sister Daria's house in Flemington. Pete had a cold. Darla had a cold. Topaz had a cold. I was putt-putting along until I stopped, fell over sideways and burbled a lot. I spent most of Sunday and Monday in bed and on the couch, and I'm not leaving the house any time soon. For one thing, I am the western world's leading source of fresh, flowing snot. I like to think I contribute to society in exciting, unexpected ways.