That something I ate didn’t agree with me. Or maybe I might have the flu. If it was something I ate, it didn’t agree with me for a value nearer ‘Is strangling me to death from the inside” If it’s the flu, that explains the desire to lick all my co-workers coffee cups.

Eye doctor’s truck is giving him grief. Co worker lost the alternator in his Isuzu. This weather is not good on vehicles. I keep toying with the idea of buying a plain old Bronco, and in the end, the all mechanical no electronics part of it appeals to me a great deal.