When under attack by microscopic invaders, the body reacts by putting up a stiff defense that often carries some undesirable side effects, such as fever, chills, body aches, nausea, vomiting, stuffed sinuses, phlegm clogged lungs, and when all else fails, TONS of sleep. Although I’ve been fighting the flu for about 9 days, and generally feel like crap, I was able to play pool (albeit briefly) twice. Let’s call that two points for me. I don’t feel much like playing pool right now, but I’m still able to think…at least sometimes. Here’s a list of some things I’ve been thinking about lately:
1. I was able to play an APA match over at Lucky Shots on Tuesday, Feb. 8. I don’t remember who I played, but I think I won. I honestly don’t remember.
2. I was able to play in a US Amateur warm-up tournament on Sunday, Feb. 13. I played pretty well, all things considered. Yeah, I was the guy carrying the plastic bag filled with Kleenex and various controlled substances.
3. I dropped my cat off at the shop and my truck off at the vet this morning. The cat will live and so will the truck. Oh, wait a minute. Did I drop the cat off at the auto shop or at the vet’s office?
4. My truck needed a bunch of work done today by the world’s last honest mechanic. “Mr. Le” is his name, and he came highly recommended by everyone at my office. Why? As I said, he’s the world’s last honest mechanic, and he refuses to overcharge his customers. In fact, two weeks ago I was at his shop and he refused a $10 tip on $10 worth of work that he did for me. Here’s how the conversation went:
Me: “How much do I owe you for replacing the main headlight?”
Mr. Le: “Ten dolla.”
Me: “Ten dollars? That’s all?”
Mr. Le: “Bulb only cost me seven. I not charge more than ten. See, some people rip you off. I just want to make honest living.”
Me: *opening wallet* “I’ve only got a few 20s. Here, take a twenty. Thanks!”
Mr. Le: *palms up* “No! No! I only charge you ten! You wait, I get change.”
Me: “But Mr. Le, it’s okay, just take the $20.”
Mr. Le: *turns and runs to shop* “No! No! I get you change!”
5. Today Mr. Le is putting on 4 new tires, replacing 4 rotors, 4 brake pads, 2 break sensors, doing a wheel alignment, and various other work. Mr. Le rocks!
6. I just called the vet. My cat got a clean bill of health…not bad for a 19 year old Himalayan. He will also be getting “The Lion Cut.” He was offered “The Poodle Cut,” but that seemed a little too sissy for him. He chose “The Lion Cut” instead. I guess you could say he’s set in his ways. Go figure.
7. Why am I now more afraid of getting the Vet bill rather than the Automotive bill?