That was the subject line of a spam email that I almost opened just because, duh, obviously someone who knows me would absolutely address an email to me exactly like that.
In the meantime: four more days! I don't think Yellow Dog would appreciate it if I decided to replace the word "husband" with "oak fungus," but if I start feeling nervous I think that's what I'll do. In fact, maybe that'll just be a blanket rule for any noun.
In related news: last night I had a fever of 100.4 degrees!
Posted by Ida at June 13, 2006 10:16 AMYou had an oak fungus of 100.4 degrees?
Posted by: flamingbanjo at June 13, 2006 10:55 AMHe gives ya fevah! Fevah in the mornin, fevah ah-all through the night. Poor thing.
I love the husband = oak fungus concept. Please institute it immediately. In other news, I'm having dinner with my ex-oak fungus tomorrow.
See how good it works?
Posted by: PJ at June 13, 2006 11:29 PMHot blooded! Check it and see!
Posted by: COMTE at June 14, 2006 03:09 PMIf you were a baby we would have had to call the emergency Dr line and make you an emergency appointment for the next day and give you some Tylenol.
Posted by: JtotheP at June 14, 2006 08:33 PMWhat the hell are you guys talking about?!
I'm trying to eat my oak fungus sandwich over here...