Good Tuesday, MyBloggerstown:

Well, with the change of the time, yer own Bugg has come down with some sort of respiratory ailment. Seems like I catch something every year around the advent of the time change. I'll never unnerstand why they have to change the time in the first place. Yeah, yeah, I know, the old saving energy blah blah but it still makes me confused. Anyhoo, I have a fever, body aches and I feel like a baby hippo is sitting on my chest. I've been huddling in my death bed since Saturday afternoon and even missed brother Bubba's birthday party. Now you know I gotta be nearly dead to pass up any excuse for cake. So, I've been housebound, eating soup, drinking juice, taking Vitamin C in mass quantities, and binge watching episodes of "Hannibal". In the next episode, Jack and Will become uneasy when Hannibal invites them to dine at his home by saying he'd love to have them for dinner.
My family has been ringing the phone off the hook asking after my health (read: not once) and a parade of Shady Pines residents have stopped by expressing concern and get well wishes, (again, read: not one). I am underwhelmed.

Ah, well. This will be short out of necessity as I need to return to my taudry little rack and nap some more. The benedryl is beginning to kick in. Hope everyone is well and that all have a good rest of the week.

reguards
yer wheeze, cough, hack pal
bugg