I’m a sick puppy.  My actual puppy is good as new.  Sparky had been snorting quite a bit, but I gave him a can of Campbell’s chicken soup for breakfast, and that did the trick.

Sparky may never have actually been sick, but I am.  It’s just a regular head cold, but I haven’t had one for several years.  Covid was a socially distancing psyop, then I retired, so there wasn’t much exposure.

I’m in the darkest days of the head cold.  That means I sleep, but not well.  I’m impatient with TV or audio books.  I don’t want to read anything.  The repetitive nature of my photo digitizing project is appealing.  I also may feel like generating some rambling posts.