Rusting
I’ve become an unwilling participant in our family’s game of flu-based hot potato, in which the potato is internally heated by an atomic reactor and must remain lodged in your lower intestine during your turn. Each turn lasts approximately three days.
Unfortunately, that means no Ruby tonight – hopefully tomorrow, but honestly, you’ll be the first to know once I’ve uncurled from the fetal position.
Blogging in the mean time will be a little random, and likely phone-based.
The picture above, taken during the same walk as the tube-car picture, may be considered representative.
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