At last, I am actually getting better. Tomorrow, I might be able to venture outside. Might even be able go to the volunteer job. Or go out for a walk. Or take pictures. Since I have been sick reading and playing Angry Birds and eating is all that I have been doing. So, I have porked up a bit.
Would hate to have just donated a loved one’s organs. Their heart might be beating away inside Dick Chaney.
On supporting Trayvon Martin – does wearing my black cashmere hoodie count?