Thursday, January 5, 2012

FLATTENED

Forgive the lack of blog posts.  I have been battling a debilitating flu since returning from Paris two weeks ago.  It seems that when you are seventy-eight, you do not throw these things off as easily as when you are twenty-eight.  Who knew?

5 comments:

  1. Best wishes for your recovery. Eat those oranges.

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  2. If Nietzsche had made it past 56, he might have rephrased it as 'Whatever does not kill me can still make me feel pretty lousy.'

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  3. Get well soon. Stay in bed! best wishes suke

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