It’s the third day after my H1N1 Pig Flu shot and my Small Pox shot.  Which is to say that today’s the day when I start to feel like Hell warmed over. 

My left arm is itching all to be damned and I’ve got the world’s worst low grade fever.  Throw in a sore throat and achy back and you’ve got an idea of what I’m dealing with.  So of course the network has to crash this morning.

Not that I had a team on it until well past midnight last night just to make sure it’d be up today.  Nah, I’m not that well prepared or anything.  It took six hours longer than I had expected to get it back on line, but at least the Old Man can talk now.  Plus he got to go out and play cowboy today, so he’s in a good enough mood for now.

And one last thing, if this war were being fought with PowerPoint we’d won years ago.  Our Army is the best in the world and cranking out slides.

Later.

MAJ TC