Throat got all irritated again, this time by the run in the freezing air to get to the Shaolin show on time followed by WAY TOO MUCH INCENSE in the theater, and my back, feeling neglected, decided it wanted to get in on some of that pain action, too. So yesterday and today both I woke up and headed straight for the Advil. Not my favorite way to start a day, obviously, but you gotta do what you gotta do.
Today I intend to finish off my taxes, which shouldn't take that long (most of it's done already), and generally clean up around the house, as well as get some friggin' SJ drawn for next week, dangit!
Only problem is, I'm restless. I want to get out and do stuff ... this long drag of a winter is giving me cabin fever. Even with the sore throat and aching back, I would love to get a bunch of the guys from the school together and go work out in a big open field somewhere -- except that it's way too cold to do that without risking getting sicker. 
I get this way every winter
, and it gets worse and worse until spring starts to tentatively poke its nose out around here. Suddenly I want to go running, jumping, and punching, and I browbeat Laurie, jamesbarrett
, and HantaMouse into going to Great Falls or up to the mountains or somesuch. I am an adventurer at heart, one who sadly spent most of his life trying to reconcile that boisterous spirit with a body made of cream cheese. The kung fu is certainly helping me go great strides there. I'm not gonna be ready to scale rock walls THIS spring, probably ... but maybe NEXT!
Of course, it's hard to go running, jumping, and punching when your lumbar is pinching, twitching, and straining ... but that doesn't change my MOOD for it any!
-The Gneech, wondering where the Ark of the Convenant ever got to
 My dad, if he were here, would pop up at this point and say with great sanctimoniousness, "It isn't cold air that makes you sick, it's viruses and bacteria." Thanks dad, we know
that, y'know. However, getting a chill (like, say, wearing a damp, sweaty shirt and then getting hit by a cold gust of wind) will still make your body cough and get clogged up, thus making it easier for viruses and bacteria to have their wicked way with you.
My dad is odd that way ... he'll let all sorts of BS go rolling on by, then suddenly latch on to some TRUTH! that he will hound you about in a strange state of outrage. But anyway...