Good morning, Netizens…
THANK GAWD IT’S FRIDAY!
Those of you who faithfully study the Word A Day listings that appears each day may have noticed there was no word yesterday, but today we have two words. I don’t know what happened. Perhaps a bolt slipped off one of the gimcracks that hold the Internet together late yesterday, but nobody thought to sound the alarm around the Virtual Ballroom.
Have you had the flu yet? No, not just the N1H1 variety, because if you had that your odds of ending up hopelessly hopeless in your choice of hospitals would have dramatically increased. Everyone is talking about the N1H1 virus, calling it a pandemic and various other hysterical-sounding descriptive adjectives, but for the majority of people who have caught it, it feels little more than any other flu virus. However, for some, particularly the young children, you end up dead. Despite what the news media are telling us, they do not have enough flu shots to go around, despite what everyone was told several months ago. I am already sick— of hearing the endless list of self-appointed medical professionals who have been giving interviews to members of the news media, and the nearly-equally brainless news representatives who have been rhapsodizing like a band of starlings about it.
This morning at about 8:00 AM Marty, Steve Thompson and myself are meeting for breakfast at our favorite place. I was thinking of wearing one of those surgical masks that have become the latest rage in parts of the world, but then I wouldn’t be able to feed my face, now would I?
In other news, the comedian Soupy Sales passed away. I vaguely wondered in the back of my mind how many readers even remember his name or his once-familiar version of slapstick comedy. If you did not remember him you can see a younger version of him at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kP1_F9zEF7o which just goes to show you if you can’t find anyone, they’re probably on You Tube somewhere.