While ignoring an un-welcomed out-of-town guest who was looking for love in all the wrong places (namely my bed, where I wanted to sleep, a lot, with my clothes on, untouched) I joined some friends for dinner and $1 oysters . I was a little weary of impending intestinal doom but dug in anyway and well, so far so good. However, a hint of a cold seems to have embedded itself in my face and my new concern is that I'm coming down with ye olde swiney flu. Uh-oh.
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