I’ve been fighting a bit of a head/chest cold this week, including a low-grade fever and the blessed joy of the eternally plugged up ears, PBUH. Last night, I watched Reservoir Dogs since Travis recommended it for me.

Let me just say…the two don’t mix well. I had some of the weirdest dreams last night. It was like, cosmic, man. I was totally getting the vibe, understanding the metaphor, feelin it, yo.

So it might be time to visit the doctor. Although I do feel better this morning than I did earlier this morning, when I woke up at 3 AM. Maybe I’m on the upswing :-) All I know is NO MORE QUENTIN TARANTINO WHEN I’M SICK!!!