It wasn't the sushi.

Everyone here is sick, and TFBIM has jury duty. As usual, her jury duty won't last beyond the first question a defense attorney asks her. But that means that I, under the weather as I am with some kind of sinus-ish unclaimed malady, must tend to two VERY WHINY boys with utterly different antibiotics and schedules therefor.

To say nothing of cranking out a strategic plan during all this, which is already up to page 5 of 35.


P.S. NTS summons me via a police whistle someone brought him from London.


shula said…
A police whistle?

Oh, you must just love that.
Joke said…
I half expect him to say "Oy. What's all this, then?"


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