I found out that it’s my brother-in-law’s dad who came up with the term punes (pronounced pyoonz) which means being under the weather. My stomach felt funny all night and I could only sleep on my back. Usually when my stomach is bothering me, that’s the only position I can’t sleep in. I even had a weird dream that my friend Greg was giving up his 8 acres in Scappoose, selling it for a mint, to move to a very nice neighborhood in NE Portland where it was always sunny. To make it more surreal, Chandler from Friends lived there and I met Ross, who was telling me about all his girlfriends and the guy he couldn’t stand because his “relationship” with the guy didn’t end well. (Notice the quotes around “relationship.”) The guy was a friend of mine from grade school who I haven’t seen since high school! And after talking to Ross, I saw another guy I haven’t seen since grade school who used to be in my Boy Scout troop. He was just crossing the street waving at me.

I went to work feeling OK, but then felt worse and worse. I didn’t eat lunch and I came home a little early and took a nap. I feel better now, but almost everyone is coming down with something.

Well, got a large hard drive and I’m about to destroy things yet again. My sister’s web site is immune at the moment, fortunately.