Good morning, Misfits. Looks like it's going to be another beautiful day here in the Mitten. Sun is out in full splendor. Yesterday was weird. You could look one direction and it was clear skies. Look the other and see forbidding weather ahead. It never did rain, but I'll bet it did somewhere close.
I hope I see my old buddy Bob at the gym this afternoon. Haven't seen him since two weeks ago. Turns out, he had a shingle attack. Weird. No external signs, yet he was running a fever and was delirious. His wife took him to the docs and the doc sent him to the hospital for a week. They claimed the shingles were on the inside, and that he was in danger of his organs shutting down or something like that. Zapped him up on antibiotics which seemed to be helping. At 75, he doesn't need that kinda crap.
