Well, I woke up this morning and I got myself a beer

[rolanni]

I'm feeling significantly better this morning, which is typically the moment when I screw it up.  (Oh, are we done now?  Excellent!  I have so much stuff to catch -- faceplant.)

So, in the spirit of getting some stuff done, but avoiding the faceplant, I have caught up the tax paperwork, insofar as it can be caught up (still waiting for a couple 1099s and 1099-INTs so I can finish properly and get the file off my desk and onto the desk of Deb the Accountant, and ain't she gonna have fun?), and I am now sensibly retiring to the sofa to read for a bit before dinner.

See me be sensible. Yeah, take a picture; you won't see it again soon.

Hopefully, I will be able to get some Actual Work done this evening (by which I mean Writing, because in a writer's life, All Work that Is Not Writing is Not Really Work). We shall see; it's amazing how tiring simply sitting behind a desk and wriggling your fingers can be.

In other, completely unrelated, news, except that it happens to address a topic of interest to me, somebody posted a link to this article somewhere (Kathi Kimbriel?  Twitter?), and I commend it highly.  It's about laying the ghosts of the 2011 Japanese tsunami -- here's the link.

What're y'all doing that's fun and interesting?

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Beer as German Penicillin

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My doctor informs me that drinking alcohol while taking antibiotics will decrease the value of the antibiotics. That's OK. I'll skip the antibiotics and spend the co-pay at the state store/package store/party store/liquor store (pick your local term). Just kidding, but it sounded good for a minute.

Does it reveal something that I know the local name for places to buy liquor in many different parts of the country?