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Long Time Gone
Getting over the flu this week has been rough. I really do not know what I will do today. I am still very tired.
PipeTobacco
The Thoughts of a Frumpy Professor
............................................ ............................................ A blog devoted to the ramblings of a small town, middle aged college professor as he experiences life and all its strange variances.
Friday, May 21, 2010
The Thoughts of a Frumpy Professor
............................................ ............................................ A blog devoted to the ramblings of a small town, middle aged college professor as he experiences life and all its strange variances.
About Me
- Name: PipeTobacco
- Location: Northern US
About the Author: The Frumpy Professor has a Ph.D. in Zoology with specialization in endocrinology. He is active in both research and teaching. His rather furry-face is salt-and-pepper grey, and he sports wire-rimmed glasses. In addition to pipe-smoking, philosophy, drinking, and writing, he is an avid hunter and fisherman.
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2 Comments:
Well, get better or die I always say. Of course I'm not afraid of dying. More often than not it's living that pisses me off.
I had the flu once, over 20 years ago, it kept me down for about three days as I recall.
Geez, two down posts, buck up and stop being a pussy, you're not here for a long time, you're here for interesting times and experiences.
Drop by for a fucking drink before you check out.
Lon died the other day, in his home, and it's okay, many of us don't care to live after the quality of our life diminishes to a certain point and he didn't want to go to a care center where they may have kept him alive for five more years as a vegetable and shitting in a diaper.
I gave Helen a bath this morning and trimmed her toe nails as she has a doctors appointment tomorrow. She sure has gotten fragile, just bathing her hurt her some, I don't think she'll be here much longer either but she's fine with that.
Anyway, it's Sunday, don't forget POST SECRET
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