Evening.  This will be short, ugly, and unfulfilling much like my first wedding night.  Back home, rabbits are alive and were well cared for by the sitters, still have some sort of respiratory infection that the tests insist is not nuAIDs (and yes, I did wear a mask while in public and on the plane), and there is no food in the house.  Thank the goddess of technology (yes, goddess as Necessity is the Mother of Invention) for DoorDash.  I am currently hopped up on dayquil, Hall’s Throat Lozenges, BC Powders, and a really nice strain of weed called Forbidden Sushi – good stuff, it is the one I will be starting my weed diary “Chronic Chronicles” with as an excellent strain.  The only “good’ thing about this is my voice now sounds like Barry White, with my singing being a bit adnoidal, I was told I sounded like the Long Island Barry White.  Sounds like the name for a great lounge act.

Anyway, I am so looking forward to the season starting (what do you mean what season you philistine) and I can once again bask in the goodness of the Monday Night Football broadcast.  Anytime I say to myself, I won’t watch that game as it will suck, I will remind myself I could be watching a Trump rally – the stupid decisions, the air of violence just awaiting to be unleashed, trash talking the opposition, incoherent commentary that bears only a passing resemblance to the reality before your eyes – so yes I welcome back the NFL!  Even a Cards vs. Chargers game is better than no football.

As for tonight – Olympics, Baseball is sure to be on somewhere, and oh yeah, the WNBA.

Hope to see you in the comments below where I may show up, based on illness and medication allowing.