Holy cow I am sick.
Like old school little kid kind of sick, where I just want to lie on the couch and watch VHS tapes of Transformers while I fill my trash bag with icky puffs plus. My coughing accompanied by the stolid commentary of a Dinobot. “Me Grimlock no like you, me Grimlock SMASH you!”
Ah Grimlock, if only your destructive powers extended to the micro-organism level we could rock a little Fantastic Voyage action.
The only notable difference being a mentally challenged titanium (actually mostly plastic, but lets focus on strengths here ok?) T-rex instead of Raquel Welch. Even trade no doubt.
Hopefully we could still have the awesome circa 1966 Star Trek style special effects though. In the end the final showdown between my cold and the mighty Dinobots. Perhaps my cold would band together a-la Constructicons and Devastator.
Too much to ask? Perhaps.
Naturally, all this would be followed by a narrow escape though my eye, or though some snot on someones glasses. If you prefer the delightful 80′s remake Innerspace. But to be honest I’ve had my share of snot this weekend. So let’s stick to the original shall we?
So although I feel like I’ve been completely thrown out of whack, I’m hopeful to be back in action tomorrow, I’ve missed some beautiful days already and some brilliant opportunities to ride. The fall has just begun though so many beautiful days to be enjoyed yet…
Chamomile tea, with honey, fresh grated ginger and fresh lemon. Salvation.
Oh and any home spun remedies would be appreciated, I’m sick from the bottom of my lungs all the way to my sinuses.
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