We spent a fantastic week in Maui. Did a lot of stuff. Beaches. Mountains. Jungles. Volcanoes. Drinks with umbrellas. And the bubonic plague. Evidently contracted on the plane on the way home. Both of us. Yesterday we pretty much randomly called each other at the same time. Are you feeling okay? No? Me neither. I have a sore throat. Hey, me too. Damn bubonic plague on the airplane. Now I’m sucking on a cough drop and I sound like I’ve been smoking for twenty years. That’s just not right. Some sort of parting gift from Hawaii. A curse. Like that episode of the Brady Bunch. You know the one. Looks like I have a mouthful of minty fresh toothpaste and a NyQuil chaser in my immediate future. Now that’s a fantastic trip down tasty lane. Yup. Looking forward to it. Nighty nite folks (cough).