This has been a bad cold, flu, and crud season for Joltin' Django. Just three short weeks ago I was dealing with some sort of stomach virus. I'm now laid up - and have been since Friday evening - with the creeping crud that's been running rampant through my office.
Wanna know how you can tell when I'm really, really sick? Here 'tis: I didn't do any reading yesterday. No books. No magazines. No newspapers. No political Web sites. Nothin'.
All I'm doin' is resting this weekend; thus, the A Man's Gotta Eat should return tomorrow.
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