Pink Week was a bust, unfortunately. I'm in the midst of experiencing that infamous state of affairs: the kidney stone. My nails have gone utterly by the wayside.
Regular service will resume presently. I have good meds and lots of drinkables, and that's about all I can ask for at this point. Short of a house falling on me.
(I almost said "Short of the Vogons showing up to create way for a new interstellar bypass." Which is symptomatic of my re-reading Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. Along with my conviction that kidney stones probably feel about like it would to listen to Vogon poetry.)
(Anyone else ever listen to the BBC radio broadcast from back in the day? It is pure and utter brilliance. I have a huge set on cassette tape somewhere. I'm not however sure I still have a cassette player. Hrrm.)
Wishing you all cool days and excellent health.