I am still feeling sick. Actually in retrospect, I have bronchitis. Slight fever, aches, deep cough. Yup. that's it.
Last night on the news they even had a story on the latest outbreak of bronchitis. Like I need a news story to tell me that everyone I know has the same cough.
This weekend while I was sick and resting, I read the latest Michael Crichton novel, State of Fear. The lefties claim it's pure balderdash, while many on the hard right are comparing it to Atlas Shrugged in it's subtle way it points out an ideology and backs it up.
Oh Please. The book was okay, but wasn't great literature. Crichton is hardly Ayn Rand.
If you really care about my thoughts on State of Fear, you can go to Blogcritics and read my review.
