Wow.  No sooner do I get better from my last sickness than a new one hits me.  Some genius decided that the middle of the work week was the best time to start removing the carpet in our office, and so ten years of dust, mold, and God only knows what was thrown pretty much right in my face.  So now I have some bizarre respiratory infection.  I’m really bummed out.

Nevertheless, I have produced this page!  Poor Colonel Haulley.

Sorry not to be more engaged, this go-round, but I’m coughing, sneezing, and all that like there’s never going to be another tomorrow.  I’m just going to take some medicine and go to sleep.  Until next week, folks – steer clear of biological weapons.  I wish I had.