The thing I thought was flu turns out to be a sinus infection and the last forty-eight hours have been just miserable. Included in this was an injudicious trip to Litchfield and the Nelson Farm and Pumpkin Patch. The only thing that made the trip worthwhile was giggling at my cellphone reporting the Vikings loss and watching the trebuchet launch a good-sized pumpkin about 150 feet into the air and about 200 yards away. The thud was quite incredible.
So, I've taken the afternoon off. Meanwhile, go start the series of posts Chad the Elder
is offering to describe eighteen myths about public education. You should follow them
all week. I'll need to hope the antibiotics permit me to the mythbuster