Just sick. But much better now (I think).

Yesterday, I woke up with the first truly terrible cold I have had in years. A while ago Ann Althouse was boasting about how long she had blogged without ever failing to get at least one post up, but the possibility of a similar achievement for me was blown to smithereens last July, you may recall, when I ended up in the hospital for a week with a monster hematoma in my leg. So I didn’t even visit my office or a computer on Monday, and decided to try to sleep all day, at least as much as possible between all the hacking and sneezing (and the day began at 7 AM with an MRI).

I did worry about Ethics Alarms, wondering how many comment bombs “A Friend” would leave without me being able to spam them, and also about kawaii65c843be72, who has taken over for mermaidmary (where has she gone?) as WordPress’s random punching bag with every attempted comment ending up in the moderation queue for no discernible reason. The lately AWOL Alizia’s comments also tend to land in spam or moderation, but that’s only because her opuses usually are approximately as long as “Don Quixote.”

Last July one of you actually sent the Alexandria police to my home on a status check, so this is official notice that such concern isn’t necessary. Come on—would I shuffle off these mortal coils while the Boston Red Sox are in the midst of an 18-2 run?

Post Script: A real friend immediately started bugging me to get a “COVID test.” You mean a Wuhan virus test? I know what my colds feel like, thanks, but she was one of millions so terrified and brain-washed by The Great Stupid’s most destructive trick, the pandemic panic, that she will literally never be the same. My first substantive post today will deal with the recent revelations proving that Dr. Fauci, that asshole, was even more of an Ethics Villain than I thought.