Everytime I disappear for a day or two, the well-meaning worrywarts among you will write to inquire about my health, afraid I’ve been hospitalized or something. Well, this time I was hospitalized on Sunday, and I’m getting out today. Nothing to worry about; just a touch of the old malaria. As they tell me every time I leave the hospital, I’m better than ever. A few more stays, and I’ll be the healthiest son of a gun on the planet. Now, I see I have a backlog of posts to moderate.
The ol’ malaria
By Jimmy Johnson
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