Howdygram Community Hospital, open for business.

It’s a beautiful, sunny Friday morning in Texas, and take a guess who’s sick. Sam! Apparently he was up and down feeling crappy several times during the night — how the hell did I sleep through that? — and eventually woke up this morning achy, shivering, running a fever and coughing. After he called his office around 9:30 to report his deteriorating medical condition I wrapped him in two blankets, shot a couple of Tylenol down his throat and sent him back to bed, where he remains unconscious as I write this post.

I will, as always, do my very best to take care of Sam today. I’ll even make a pot of soup and let him watch anything he wants on TV ... within reason.

At the moment I’ve got a website client in Wisconsin who’s driving me crazy. I think her email account is having a stroke because she’s been sending the same message repeatedly for the last hour — 31 times at last count — with the same eight attachments! I keep asking her to STOP THIS STUPID HORSESHIT BEFORE I KILL YOU but she’s not responding. It’s possible I might be scaring her.

Obviously I need to find a less violent way to deal with my frustration so I’m considering leftover Chinese food and a Mary Astor movie. Thank you for putting up with me.