While pulling some pork chops out of the freezer for dinner tomorrow, I realized that I’d given absolutely no thought to our Coming Deadly Pandemic, and decided that I was going to continue to do so, to the extent possible, on the basis that I seldom if ever have the flu anymore, and haven’t since I quit taking those free flu shots offered in the fall. On one level, this makes as much sense as arguing that you can’t be hurt in an automobile accident if you’re riding the bus, but life is annoying enough of late without worrying myself to death over, well, death, which will get here soon enough anyway. Besides, there’s already a system for avoiding the disease.
I will, however, fret somewhat should our nation’s young people come down with Never Wakes Up On Time Because I Go To Bed Too Late Due To Procrastination Disorder Hi Teachers That Recently Found Out About Blog Don’t Worry I’m Typing Your Paper As I … Type Syndrome.
And if I’ve cheesed off the Fates by posting this, you’ll know: I’ll be hacking up great heaping googobs of turbo-phlegm.