Everyone should get the bird flu.  It’s a nice way to catch up on time that you’ve not been spending with your bed, and your borrowed DVDs of season two of 24.

Fortunately, this is actually a mild version of the flu — if it were avian, it would be a hummingbird, or maybe a canary.  Still not a whole lot of fun, but much better than it was last year.  I can actually move around every now and then, and I can bear the light of the computer screen.

Life should resume it’s normal course tomorrow.  I’m trying to look at this as a good way to close out February. Thank goodness that I only do inventory on a quarterly basis.