2001-01-03 - 23:04:00

January 3, 2001

Caught It On The Plane

I guess that is where I got this damn Bronchitis. I think that the re-circulated, recycled, tired air aboard a small jet aircraft,crammed to the gills with over one hundred people packed in like sardines, some of them loudly coughing and sneezing kids who don't seem to have the vaguest idea of the purpose for Kleenex and some of the adults too . . . becomes a modern pest-hole.

Sorry for the almost undecipherable run on sentence of disgusted venom.

So here I am, nose running, sinuses hurting and the bronchial equipment sending out distress signals. Doing he nasal saline spray, the Beconase spray, the Albuterol, taking Robitussin, drinking hot liquids - boullion etc. and juices. Feeling like Wiley Coyote after a thousand foot fall from a cliff.

Tomorrow if I feel better I must get to both postoffices to see what mail has piled up, do my first of the month bill bit, get quarters for the laundry and draw cash from the credit union to have for the cash transactions of the month.

Hopefully to answer the heavy pile of e-mail that towers over my official Bastion-station.

Pity party, minor train-wreck ? No, I am just am not up to much of anything.

Maybe I Caught It On The Plane . . . . .

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