Monday, November 20, 2006
I've spent the last week trying to shake a flu-like illness. Like the last few in-kind illnesses before this one, I heavily dosed those fizzy little Airborne caps before, during, and after the brunt of my sickness. If they made any kind of dent at all, I cannot tell. In fact, I would imagine myself to have been in dire straits or death bed if someone replies, "Well, just think how bad it would have been had you not taken Airborne!" I think the thing is a racket; they've even got cider-flavored, chamomile-laced Airborne for a hot bedtime toddy. It's like the invention of iced-coffee: another way to make some money off people like me who will hand it over to them.