I’m slowly, slooooowly crawling out of the spongy lung-slurry and finding my way to the light. I’m back at the desk today doing some work (yesterday I worked from bed on the iPad — WORD on the iPad is surprisingly robust, by the way), and I thought, well, hell, I’ll go say hi at the blog with a macro photo.
That there is a simple enough object: a stack of LEGO squares. Looks like LEGO DNA.
What’s the health scoop? Well. I’m here dealing with not just pre-pneumonia, as was reported last week, but rather: both flu and pneumonia at one time, which is to say, FLUMONIA. (My new authorial pseudonym will be Flumonia Lungbees. I will use this new name to check into hotels and it will also be my Tinder handle. Don’t tell my wife.) I was coughing up blood, but my lung X-Rays say that’s fine, believe it or not. And the antibiotics have run me ragged. But I’ve got deadlines that will eat me if I do not appease them, so here I be.
Sad to see the nightmare unfolding in Brussels. I’d love it if we could all keep a cool head about it and wait for details to come in and not resort to vilifying Muslims or refugees and I sure hope that we don’t let Trump say anything, anything at all, oh, too late, never mind. We should really all come together as a country and disavow him. I’d say that white people should also disavow him, but he’s clearly one of Boehner’s own Orange People. Probably not even human.
Be well, Belgium. And Europe. And refugees. And everybody.
P.S. tomorrow Hyperion comes out so I might pop by to remind you.
P.P.S. *coughs on you*