Happy Birthday

I woke up this morning feeling Ass A. Ass (the A stands for Ass). A COVID test confirmed the problem and I’ve spent the day sequestered in a hotel room in Boston trying to figure out how to get Paxlovid from the AI overlords at CVS customer service which has proven impossible. I’ll try again tomorrow.

I probably wouldn’t have even tried to write this today but this is the 52nd week in a row that I’ve sent this newsletter. I’m proud of my consistency and don’t want to drop the ball. I hope my Tylenol Cold & Flu will go the distance. This isn’t the week to evaluate my publication at the one-year mark but I do wonder if this should be a more focused newsletter.

I’m gonna get back in bed now. I’ll check in again next week if we survive the electromagnetic plasma storm.