I’m feeling a bit better today — probably the steroids they’ve got me on as part of my pharmacopia to deal with my mild case of Andromeda Strain (and don’t you just hate when you strain your Andromeda?) Seriously, I’m now on two different antibiotics (because I may have been exposed to whooping cough — fargin’ non-immunizers), a five-day course of prednisone (to go with the roid shot I got yesterday), and a cough medicine that comes in a plastic bottle so it won’t shatter when it drops from my drowsy, nerveless fingers within seconds of taking my dose. I fully expect this afternoon’s student papers to psychedelicize. I’ve already warned the kids to blame Roid Rage for their grades.
For your entertainment pleasure, here are a couple of tunes from one of my favorite songwriters, Stan Ridgeway. I know he sounds like Jimmy Stewart fronting a New Wave group, but I just love his stuff, be it noirish or goofy or both. Enjoy!