Well it is that time of year, time to get sick. I don’t get sick often but when I do it hits hard. But this year I am trying to put up a good fight. It is only the beginning, so I am going to fire the big guns in hope that the cold will raise the white flag and admit defeat. Here is my part of my line of defense:

Night time stuff is great, it knocks you out, gives you some of the craziest freaky dreams (example: Last night I had a dream I was not pick to play football for American gladiators, so to get back at them my pet spiders made me a scary costume to freak everyone out, but since it took to long for them to make it I lost interest in it and they got pissed and ended up chasing me down Dublin blvd….like I said weird and freaky, why cant it be about flying or frolicking through a meadow with deer or something happy…) and a full nights rest. The Day Time stuff is cool because you get to keep fighting all day long without going into a narcoleptic coma. And the Nasal Swabs, well you get to shove a gel swab up your nose to combat snot with snot….dunno how it works but it is great as you can tell by the expression in my face…

And lastly some other small things is taking Airbourne, it uses sooped up vitamin C ninja moves to combat assassin cold critters…no it looks more like this. Washing my hands a lot and using Purell. So far the cold has won a couple of small battles, but I will win the war….o by the way did I mention I took the night time stuff before I started to write this? Time for a coma…