…and boy, are my sinuses clogged.
Not a joke, per se. I just attended a lovely wedding, and I decided to take a bunch of my closest bacteria with me.
So, I’ll be a bit terse in the week to come, good folks: In addition to a cold, I have two days of shooting for my TV pilot, a load of writing to do for several shows, and a fabulous li’l engagement in New Hampshire. All to be accomplished in the next 5 days.
So I’ll be HERE, mind you. I’ll just be brief. And sniffly.
Fanny Roborat
14 comments
Chicory
November 3, 2003 at 10:24 am
1Adam,
What have I told you about going to Chicago without your hat and gloves? You’re lucky you didn’t catch pneumonia. And where are your slippers? Don’t you look at me like that. You get right back into bed, young man. Now eat your chicken soup before it gets cold.
(Sorry I won’t be in New Hampshire to cheer you on and hand out “Felber for President” badges.)
Brad Jobel
November 3, 2003 at 12:47 pm
2Adam is coming to NH!!!!! It will be nice to have some more sane people here for a bit. After all, this is the state where our GOP govenor just gave the keynote speech for the libertarian state convention. I would had out Felber for president badges at the show if: 1. I had any badges 2. I had a ticket (although the first time I was at that theater I was a drummer in a HS marching band and we didn’t realize that we were gouging the walls when we leaned backward)
Brad in Bow (the little town south of concord)
Hunter
November 3, 2003 at 2:06 pm
3Hey, let’s play a game. Let’s see how long it takes for some helpful commenter to tell you to “take zinc”. Starting… now.
Surely, the worst part about having a cold in the current decade is that, upon leaving your house with the characteristic reddish nose and uncomfortably weighty eyelids, making you look and feel like a drugged bear, you will be immediately accosted by roving packs of helpful middle-class, otherwise non-violent people telling you to “take your zinc.” This is then followed up by each and every one of them telling you, in detail, about a time when they had a cold, and took zinc, and eventually the cold went away.
The main object of this game seems to be to make sure that, at no point in the day, you are able to forget that (a) you have a cold, (b) you look like crap, and (c) these other people currently don’t have colds, and so are therefore genetically or medicinally superior to you.
Back in my day, we had a simpler approach. Instead of saying “take your zinc”, we said something more pithy like “get the hell away from me, you shambling meatbag of infectious pus.”
But that was before we learned about the wonders of zinc, of course. Especially in tablet form, with some nice sounding herbal extracts and sold in bottles so large that you can tell the manufacturer doesn’t really expect you to need to stop taking zinc anytime in the foreseeable future.
Sue
November 3, 2003 at 2:40 pm
4My Dad used to say, “If you treat a cold it will be gone in seven days; if you leave it alone, it takes a week.”
So, Adam, drink your chicken soup…only 6 days to go.
Delightful as NH sounds - and as much fun as it is when y’all go on the road - you might still be germy by the end of the week. Think I’ll listen to the show from a safe distance - like, Maryland.
Travel safely.
tim
November 3, 2003 at 2:44 pm
5Hunter, to that I say, “I got your zinc, right HERE!” Not your zinc, necessarily, Hunter, but somebody’s. Possibly Liz Phair’s.
tess
November 3, 2003 at 4:54 pm
6okay, shoot me, i’m one of those annoying people who tells you to take zinc and avoid antibiotics when you catch a cold. but now i’ve got a fish tank and it says that zinc is bad for fishes, so now i have to pour stuff in to get rid of the zinc. i suppose fishes don’t get colds.
val
November 3, 2003 at 5:11 pm
7And I’ll be here. Blurry-eyed and sniffling. Please pass the hankies…
Mommie
November 3, 2003 at 6:14 pm
8Eat good homemade Chicken soup, but of course.
And have hot lemonade. And tea with honey. And drink several glasses of water with a jot of lemon. And for night: tea with honey and lemon and a bit of alcohol of your choice, so you can sleep. And then more chicken soup and repeat the above.
The way this works is that you spend so much time in the kitchen and the bathroom that you don’t have time to think about how bloated you feel, on top of being sniffley, coughy, scratchy throated, and just generally ghastly.
Get Well soon or I’ll send you funny get well cards.
aaron
November 3, 2003 at 8:23 pm
9Hey Adam, feel free to stop by my place when you’re in NH for a bowl of soup.
I make really good soup.
Seriously, I do.
upyernoz
November 3, 2003 at 9:08 pm
10if its the same cold i got, you’re in for at least a week of low-level illness. never quite enough for me to miss work, but enough to make me (and my wife) pretty miserable. even after a week, i’m still coughing
Murray
November 3, 2003 at 9:15 pm
11Now that my children have grown, the only time that I get sick is when I visit my grandchildren, those sweet, irresistibly adorable, germ factory, disease vectors. My wife and I are miserable for weeks, and it is always so worth it.
We suffer in joy looking at the photos.
craig
November 3, 2003 at 10:27 pm
12The hat and whiskey cure never fails.
Take one of your fashionable hats (I know you have them) and hang it on the doorknob of your bedroom. Then, drink the whiskey until there are two hats on the doorknob.
Alternatively: Dayquil. (More effective, less drowsiness, but much less fun).
Cheryl
November 4, 2003 at 3:27 pm
13Yes zinc, chicken noodle soup and various over the counter drugs of which Nyquil is my favorite, but don’t over look wickedly hot food. Anything that gets the crud flowing, whether down your throat or out your nose, will help relieve the symptoms until the body regains control. Go eat something with the name “911″ or “El Diablo” in the title and reveal in the ability to breath through your nose. Atomic Fireballs also work in a pinch.
Will
November 6, 2003 at 5:13 pm
14Way off the subject, but are there actually “Felber for President” badges?