TSE!

That's always one of my clues in my crossword, half of some African fly.

it relates like this:

I have half a cold.

I have the sniffles, much like Cindy Brady in that one episode that they're supposed to go boating (is that the right one? I got myself all confused with that one, Carol's singing in the Christmas pageant when she loses her voice, it's all just too much).

So I have the sniffles and my back aches.

I feel crappy, but not "full" crappy. Just "half" crappy. My throat is fine and not too much sinus pressure, just enough cold to make me feel not normal.

I go to Ann Arbor tomorrow for a solitary road trip to see my best friend Sabrina. Now...I am not gay (dunno, I think we all have a little, but I'll go with the "non gay" label for now) but I do believe in my heart that Sabrina is my life partner. She is the one who will be with me forever and ever no matter where I go. She understands me completely and can make me pee my pants. More and more John can do that too and certainly understands, but Sabrina. If you knew her, and some of you do, you know what I mean. She's one of those people. There is no one even remotely like her on the planet. And I'm not just being nice, there just isn't anyone even close to her.

So I'm going up tomorrow to go spend the weekend with her and my friend Dan who own an improv theater in Ann Arbor. The Improv Inferno. Look it up if you're ever there.

But tonight! Tonight I take myself and my Tse and I go home and watch a continuous stream of the best television ever.

Chris, that's who I predict.

Chris is going to win Survivor.

You heard it here first folks.

Bood.