When we saw the Carrot Top comedy show in Las Vegas Thursday night, I laughed harder than I'd laughed in ... well, maybe ever.
I nearly choked on my chewing gum. I don't know where it ended up. I'm sure someone at a later show found it.
Anyway, I ended up being a little hoarse from the show.
Then, Friday, we had the long adventure back from Las Vegas, involving TSA, delayed flights, and lost luggage.
Monday, I went to work feeling a little rough. Still a somewhat sore throat. I took some meds after lunch, and went straight to bed when I got home.
The Wife brought home some cold medicine. And I took some.
Which means that this morning, I'm still suffering from a NyQuil buzz. Along with some DayCare to get me through the day. Yes, I'm a wuss when it comes to medicine.
Am I good enough to drive? Maybe. We'll see in a little bit.
Am I good enough to work? Perhaps. At least my job isn't packing parachutes.