Fat Tuesday Flu


I need one of those masks to get through this whole week without scaring anyone. Not because I'm hungover from Fat Tuesday but because I caught a chain of viruses culminating in this year's nastiest flu strain.

But it's okay that I missed the Lenten kickoff revelries. I don't do Lent anymore. I think the only people who really need to give up their favorite things right about now are child molesting priests.

This season, I'm celebrating Girl Scout cookies. Happy Trefoils! Merry Momoas!

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