Today’s word is this: Disease. As in I’ve got all of them.

I’m told I’ll continue my participation in Little M’s Germ Culture Transfer Program for the next ten years or so, though Brian Bennett of Moldy Chum fame pointed out that if I survive the experience, I’ll be a damn biological superman.

The Bikini Nurse

Is someone sending medical help?

Simply put, it’s been a week for bugs. Little M’s been sick, I’ve been sick (got better, and then immediately got sick again), and my new Web host has been on its hand and knees (a couple allnighters on the Web host front did not improve the healing powers of my immune system).

I’m what you might call “tired of it all.”

By Monday, I hope to be done driving the porcelain bus, and for that matter, Little M and my Web server had better be running good too.

I’d like to point out – via the fly fishing-related photograph above – that even as I fight for my very life, I take care of the Undergrounders.

See you behind that big pile of kleenex, Tom Chandler.