There is much woe in the house of Vixen. A second victim has fallen prey to the evil flu from hell. This flu attacks suddenly and fiercely. There is no warning just an opening of both the gates of bodily fluid exitus at the same time. Fishboy fell first, on Sunday and was in the UC for 6 hours and had to receive three units of IV fluids. This early morn around 4:00am, Mr. Vixen was struck down also. He won’t go to the doctor, so we shall see. I went to work, hoping to escape the wrath of germs. I better not get sick. I just better not. I do no throw up. EVAH.
So since, I am alone (much sleeping going on at the other end of the mini-cabin) and there isn’t much on TV tonight, I popped open a folder of pictures I took last month and started playing with Picasa. It is a poor man’s Adobe-ish thing (hell, it was free and doesn’t do much, but I was bored.) So here are some pictures I played around with.
I know, not great. But it killed a couple of hours. Whatcha think?