Linux, musical road-dogging, and daily life by Paul W. Frields
 
Like a faucet, only icky.

Like a faucet, only icky.

Allergies have taken their toll today. Current histamine attack commenced at 0900 and continues unabated. Voice scratchy, exacerbated by too much phone conversation today. To cap off all the ignominy, there’s currently no hospitable place to set up our general use workstation at home, so I “gallantly volunteered” the supersexy laptop for use by my bride.

I’m using links on the server to write this blog entry. This is decidedly NOT sexy, even with good cologne.