By the time you read this, I will be no more.

Well, that’s what I’m hoping at least.  I have a sore throat and a cough and it’s just doing everything it can to make itself worse and worse.  So I’m not sure how my Thursday is going to go (where I already planned to leave early to help my wife try to get a new car).

So I’m doing that thing maybe I should do more often and pre-setting up the post for tomorrow.  Here I am in my naive Wednesday mindset, having no clue yet of the great marsupial swarm that devastated 80% of Canada, or the surprising statistics revealed on Thursday morning’s news channels about how the reintroduction of Clear Pepsi has not only cured Athlete’s Foot for all future generations, but it’s also reunited Van Halen with Sammy Hagar.

You know what, I’m fine not ever knowing about that last one.

I hope that I’m not exactly “no more” when you read this, but that maybe I’ll have taken care of the care thing and can be back safely in bed with some wonton soup, my cats, and the remote.  That’s a future I can look forward to.