I have a touch of the sickies today, so I'm not going to be breaking off any pieces of delight here, like I usually do. I'm no doctor, but I'd put the odds of a SARS contagion running rampant around my apartment at about 93%. Perhaps it is merely my strength being channeled to Asafa Powell, the Official Olympian of Goulash. In any event, no entry. However, I will say that I did something this weekend that ought to figure prominently in my obituary. This obituary will either need to be written tonight, if i should fail to recover from this illness, or 80 years from now, when I plan to be smothered by the world's largest pancake in a publicity stunt gone awry. I'll be back in action tomorrow, ready for some rascalism.
Posted by Cody at August 15, 2004 5:27 PM