I try to sprinkle things from time to time, here and there, within these words, just so you will know. So you will know that I never forget. A shibbitz is a terrible thing to waste.
I have had the terrible crud for two and a half days now, and I am feeling just as (or more so) crudlike tonight. Yet, the crud cannot get me down. I am un-get-downable. I say "Bah!" to all things that would. "Move along!"
