Once a month (and no coincidence there) my pain level goes through the roof. Today is that day. So yeah, I'm not up for much. Special K has brought me a bit of whisky and taken away a quart of pickled herring for herself and our Brian. It's my turn to get pickled.
BTW if anyone wants to know how to pickle fish let me know. I'll post the recipe I developed a few years back.
As for me, I'm outta here.